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I know some of yall have read and I tried twice to post the whole story on here, but couldn't. So its going to be one chapter at a time. If you haven't read it before, please read and reply.

Thank you.

 

Return To 24

Chapter 1

 

Annie Anderson looked at the seven couples and knew that what she just said was extremely shocking and a crazy idea.

 

"A...are you kidding us?" Phil looked at the young doctor in amazement. You want us to give our DNA so he can give birth to my Amber again?!"

"Yes Mr. Miller, that’s right. Although I can’t get you back your daughter or any of the victims, I can try to give you closure." said Annie

"It's just seems so wrong...the killer of my husband giving birth to a child with his blood." Sarah said, dabbing her eyes.

Annie took off her reading glasses and put down her clipboard, "Mrs. Evans, I know this seems wrong and maybe it is, but giving birth is the worst pain a man can condor. He will suffer the pain of childbirth just to give you closure."

Phil looked over at the other five people in the room, some dabbing at their eyes, others resolutely looking at the doctor, the blood samples and signed consent forms in front of them. "Seven times in seven days...somehow it seems appropriate. Forced to give up the children he bears in the world..."

"He will go through the whole nine months in twenty fours hours. Mr. Miller, think back when you were pregnant, and think of how he will feel every twenty four hours for one week. I know its not what all of you really want, but its pretty close to it."

Sarah took the pen and signed her name, pushing her concentrate and blood sample towards Annie. "Do it. And may her delivery bring about his downfall."

Annie smiled as the rest of the victim's families signed the papers, "I'll be in touch with you all and I'll see you next week when I give you each a child."

Phil signed his name and passed the blood sample and consent to Annie. "Shove it in extra hard when it comes time for mine." He said bitterly.

Annie smiled, "I'll have to examine him first give him a full exam, then i will implant him. I will keep each of you updated on how the baby is doing."

The group slowly stood up and nodded, each shaking hands with the doctor before leaving. Only Paul was left lingering. "Doc...I did give birth before...and it was painful even with medication...will he..."

Annie picks up her clipboard and her glasses. "Mr. Buckner, he won’t be given any medication at all, unless I feel it is necessary."

Paul nodded. "Thank you." he said quietly as he walked out.

 

 

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This is differant. But I like it so far.

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read this last time glad to read it again!!!

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Thanks for the comments.

I meant to send this story over from the other board, but kept forgetting. I had some requests for it and the fact that we are currently writing a sequel to it, I thought I should post it.

Chapter 2

Michael Dawson stared up at the ceiling as he felt himself strapped down to the table of the dim room "What's this all about?" he said, looking at the medical equipment around the room. "Giving me the needle after all huh? And doing it without a last dinner huh? I'll have to file another appeal for improper treatment."

Annie walked into the room with her long brown sitting in a bun on top of her hair and glasses resting on her nose. She grabbed a pair of latex gloves from the box on the wall and snapped them on her hands, "When was your last period?"

"Ah, Dr. Annie...the woman who stopped my execution. I'm noticing that you have my legs up in these stirrup things...wanted to get a good view of the big show?" he sneered at her, lifting his head as high as it could go from the bed, the towel covering his lower half slowly rising in a tent shape.

Annie stood beside him, and then looked at his perineum. She tightened the glove on her right hand then shoved her hand up his perineum.

Michael gave a yowl of pain as he felt her enter him. He tried to arch his back, struggling against the restraints. "You dirty whore..." he hissed through gritted teeth.”You shot me up with all that medical junk just so you can take twisted pleasure in shoving your hand up my butt."

Annie took her hand out and took her glove off, replacing it with a new one, "Are you going to shut up and answer my questions, or am I going to have to use a medal option to shove up there?"

Michael glared at her, the stone eyes meeting hers in the dim light. "I know you get off on that sort of thing baby, shoving things up where they don't belong. Last week during Yard Time. Came out all at once. Why, wanna lend me a tampon?"

Annie grabbed the speculum in her hand, stroking it up and down with her fingers, taunting him with it, "Are you going to answer my questions?"

"If you weren’t so busy getting off with that thing you know I said last week at yard time. It all came out at once." Michael said, snarling at her.

"Very good. You’re ovulating. And just so you know, I'm just getting started." Annie smirked at him before taking her seat on a stool in front of his open legs

"I'm what?" Michael said, unable to mask his quivering fear covered with his typical leering tone.

"When was the last time you had sex?" Annie asked as she prepared the cart she will use

Michael gave a chuckle, which sounded slightly traced with nerves. "You’re joking. I'm nobody’s punk in here."

"Answer the question or I'm going to get a bigger instrument to shove up your ass." Annie said not fooling with this guy anymore.

Michael regarded her for a moment before replying "No, okay? No. My right hand is my only loving I've had."

Annie tied a mask to her face, "Good. Now we can get started." She reached for a needle that said Patterson written on it.

"What’s with that stuff?" Michael asked curiosity with a trace of fear mixed in his voice.

"You don’t need to worry about it. It will be over in twenty four hours. No, wait it won’t." Annie said smirking

Michael glared at her. This was different from any other look he's ever seen from her. A look of both abject pleasure and absolute rage. "Wait...what are you gonna do?"

Thanking the Lord above, that she had mask over her face so he wouldn't see her sad face, as she stood up, cause the stool to bang against the wall, "I'm going to do what you taken away from seven family and friends. You took away a sixteen year old daughter, a fifty-six year old husband, a twenty three year old son, a sixty-eighty year old grandfather, a thirty four year old brother, a fifty five year old mother, and a six year old sister. I'm giving those families and friends closure by impregnating you with each of the family's DNA, starting today."

Michael looked at her, a list of abject horror and disgust on his face. His mouth hung open in complete disbelief. "Y-you..."

Annie smirked, "You see Michael, twenty years ago, my mother was kidnapped, raped, and murdered by a guy just like you. I never got revenge for it. I never got closure, but I'll be damned if those people don’t. And this won’t be any other pregnancy. Oh no. In a few moments, I'm going to impregnate you, and in twenty four hours, you will be delivering the baby and then starting over."

"You frickin' sicko..." Michael snarled.

Annie smirked once again and picked up the long needle, "I suggest you relax or this will hurt you a lot more then it should."

Michael, glaring at the needle, let the tension go in his body as he set his head back. "And what if I punch myself in the belly and kill the kid?"

"Then we will start over until each of those families gets a child from you." Annie then proceeded to take the needle, and without warning sticking the needle into his perineum and pushing in the plunger, "Besides you will be watched carefully on camera, by me and the guards. Also you will be shackled the entire time."

Michael gave a scream as he felt the syringe plunge into him. The searing pain of the injection burned as he struggled futilely against the restraints. "What the f--"

Annie took the used needle and threw it in the box, "You think that hurt, you haven't felt anything yet. I might be a woman and don’t know what being pregnant or childbirth feels like, but I do know its very painful." She then grabbed a portable fetal monitor and lifted his shirt. Putting the monitor on his stomach, she turned it on, and a whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, sound filled the room, "Good. You’re pregnant."

Michael looked on the grey and white screen. "What...did you do to me you sick mother--" He flinched as he the screen snapped off.

Annie took her gloves and mask throwing them into the trash can, "You'll be going be into your cell. I suggest you get plenty of rest because you're going to be nauseous soon and in an hour you're going to be showing. Don’t forget I’m watching, and I will start over with the injections if you do anything with the baby. I'll be seeing you soon." said Annie as she stalked out of the room


One of the guards outside the room studied her intently. "You looked like you enjoyed that." He said as he keyed in his pass code and followed her out the open door.

Annie smiled at her accomplishment, "I did."

The guard squirmed as he watched Michael escorted out the room out the corner of his eye. "So he's gonna give birth to seven kids huh? One for each family member? Bet he'll be wishing for the death penalty. But at least for him he'll be able to get conditioned release when it's all over. Personally I think he should have to pop them out all day long."

"By the time this week is over, he will feel like he has been popping them out all day long." Annie said smiling

"Me and the wife were thinking about having one of our own...that's one duty that I think I'll leave to her." He said with a chuckle as he opened a door to the outside.

"Good luck on that. Well, I'll see you. I got to get to my office before I go watch the fast pregnant man." said Annie smiling


Michael groaned as he was set down forcefully in his new cell. The pain he felt was now numbed to a dull ache, but was still omni-present. "That witch..." he groaned, scratching his face with his shackled hands. It was slightly different than his last one with the same thick bars on the windows casting stripes of sunlight to stream through. But the bed was different...about an inch more of padding on the bare steel bars underneath with a small pillow. The toilet was also different. Lower to the ground. He soon found out why as he felt a stomach pulsing contraction push up the breakfast from earlier that day. He dashed to the toilet and retched, the bile filling his mouth with bitterness.



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Chapter 3

Annie went into the guard's camera room, and heard the sound of retching. "How's our patient?"

One of the guards looked up at her with a small sickly grin. "Been puking for a few hours now...didn't touch today's lunch. Other than that he's been just looking out the window."

"He's showing now. Good. We are right on schedule. He hasn't hit his belly has he?" Annie looks at the camera seeing the murderer staring out the window.

The guard shook his head. "Nah...no sign of it. Even when we gave him lunch. He just seems like he's in a state of denial and or shock."

"Good. Call a couple of guards to take him into the examination room please." said Annie has she smiled and walked out

The guard nodded and tapped a button on his console. "Sigma Unit--Prepare for transition to the examination room." heathen turned to his associate and arched an eyebrow. "Why do I have the feeling she's about to go have fun?"



Annie watched as the guards strapped the prisoner down on the examination table, "Thanks Guys. Okay, Michael, what's this I hear about you not eating?"

Michael kept tight lipped, his stare focused on the ceiling. The last several hours were occupied with moments of sleep punctuated with bouts of nausea, and painful swelling around his extremities. Worse yet, the six pack he has been working so hard on was now replaced with a bubble shaped belly.

Annie's patients were wearing thin with the prisoner, "Michael it is very important you eat fir your sake and the baby's. If you don’t, I'll have a guard come in and shove it in your mouth. Do I make myself clear?"

"There's something I wanna shove in YOU." he said, venom dripping from every word. "Ain't nothing in the agreement that says I gotta eat."

Annie grabbed his hair firmly and forced him to look at her, "If you don’t, then you die. No appeal or anything. You go straight to the chair. You will eat or else."

Michael looked up at her sadistically. "You think I'm afraid to die? I was strapped down the bed remember? Needles put in my arm...I was on the cusp."

"I looked into your eyes, Michael, you were scared. You had tears in your eyes. I was in that room, I heard you repeat the Lord's Prayer over and over. I saved your life so you can give closure to the families. If you don’t corporate with me, you'll wish you were dead by the end of the week." Annie looked at him resisting the urge to smack him.

"Well then, why don't we go ahead and do it then. Why wait until the end of the week. Do it now. I know you want to." Michael sneered at her. "Go ahead. You'll get off on the feeling...I guarantee it."

"Wow." Annie picked up a scalpel and held it up, "You're actually giving me permission to cut off your balls and dick. Thanks."

Michael glared at her, his piercing dark eyes cutting through hers. "See...you're enjoying it alread--" He gave a small groan as a small lump rose from his belly. "What the hell..."

Annie smiled as she put her hand on his belly, "The baby just kicked. I take it from your reaction that was the first time?"

Michael flinched at her touch on his belly. "What do you mean 'kicked'? This...whatever it is you put in me...moves too?!"

Annie rubbed his belly gently as tears formed in her eyes. She wasn't going to go soft in front of him, "It’s a baby. They kick, they move, they eat what you eat to survive, they can hear everything that we are saying, they suck their thumbs. You're having a baby, and you are going to give birth to this baby."

"Putting this kicking junk in me..." he muttered, setting his head back down. "Whatever...screw it."

"I didn't put the kicking junk in you. The baby kicked because it’s developing, because it’s alive in you. Now are you going to corporate with me, so I can examine you?" Annie looked at him

Michael looked at her for a beat before setting his head back down on the bed. "Whatever'll get me out of here. Do whatever you want."

Annie grabbed a pair of gloves and snapped them on her hands, and lifted his shirt. "Does this hurt?" She asked as she felt around his breasts

Michael squirmed at her touch as she probed his dark nipples. "Ow. Sadistic witch..."

"Your milk is coming in nicely." She said as she felt his belly and then reaching into a drawer and pulling out a measuring tape

Michael watched as she went for the tape measure. "Seven inches in case you were wondering." he leered at her, making the towel over his waist jump.

"Its going to be zero if you keep it up." She measured the length and width of his belly, and then lowered his shirt "This will be a good size baby."

"Can't you do something about this moving?" He asked as another lump rose up from his belly, visible under his white shirt.

"No. I can’t. You'll have to get used to it. That and this" as she took two fingers into his perineum

Michael gave a small yelp as he felt her fingers enter his body and probe around his insides. "Keep doing that...and I think I'll start to like it."

Annie smiled but then it quickly vanished, "Everything is good. Keep eating and I'll see you in a few hours."

Michael scoffed as the guards approached. "Couple hours? What, once a day isn't enough?"

"Nope. See you then and remember I’m watching." She said as she walked out

Michael groaned as he was helped up and his wrists were locked down. "Whatever. My junk will still be here for you to look at."




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Chapter 4

 

Annie slipped her coffee as she watched the monitors. She smiled as she watched him lying in bed wide awake rubbing his belly.


The guard next to her yawned as he looked at the clock. "It's almost noon. Do you really think that this will go on a tight a schedule as you think?"


Annie turned to him, "I hope so. He's due anytime now. It shouldn't take too long for him to deliver. At least he is starting to corporate with me."


The guard nodded. "How long is the turnaround for him to get another one?"


Annie looked at the monitors, "Well, the families want me to do it right away, but I don’t know. I'll just have to wait and see. Maybe a couple of hours."


Michael was walking around his cell, pacing up and down in the beams of moonlight shining in, his back giving him no relief as he rubbed it. His belly was aching all through that night and he felt his perineum swell when he used the bathroom for the fifth time that night.


Annie looked at her watch and yawned watching him.


Michael groaned as he sat back down on the bed, scratching the side of his belly. His skin was itching like crazy since this afternoon; the skin being stretched so quickly by the developing baby. "Stupid junk...OW!" He gasped as he felt a trickle of liquid spurt from underneath him, darkening the crotch of his pants.


Michael groaned loudly as he felt his belly press in from all sides, the contraction pushing down inside him. "What the hell?!"


Annie jumped out of her chair, "I need two guards now." she shouted as she ran out of the room.


The guard nodded as he tapped the com button on his console. "Sigma Unit--Report to Exam Room Baker Three."


Michael groaned as he curled into the fetal position, the contraction bearing in on him. "Screw...screw...screw.." He swore under his breath.


Annie waited impatiently as the guard unlocked the cell, "Michael, do your breathing I taught you." Once the door was opened she ran in and up to him, feeling his belly, "The baby is coming now."


"Screw you and your breathing." He snarled, taking up fistful of blanket as another contraction ripped through him. "Get this junk out of me now..."


The pair of guards quickly grabbed either of his arms and shackled them together with the thick iron restraints. Michael strained against the restraints as the guards forced him out the door.


Annie walked behind them texting the Patterson’s to tell them their baby was on the way.



Michael yelled loudly as he felt a new sensation in his lower waist. The pain of walking along with the heaviness in his perineum was overwhelming. It was going so fast. He squirmed as they locked him down, yanking off his pants and underpants as they put his legs in the stirrups, locking them down at the calves. The feeling of restraint, plus the building pressure and pain caused Michael to scream like a wild animal, his belly flexing with the contractions.


Annie rushed in, grabbed a mask and tied it on her head. She then grabbed a pair of latex gloves and snapped them on her hands. She looked at his perineum and knew he was ten centimeters, "Okay. Michael, I need you to push."


Michael arched his back, screaming loudly as he felt his perineum stretch and burn. "What the hell do you mean push?! What the f--"

"Push like you are going to the bathroom. This baby is coming. Push!" She ordered as she sat down in front of his legs


Michael subconsciously felt his body shove downwards out his perineum, the skin stretching tightly around the crowning baby's head. He swore loudly as he bore down, the burning increasing as his perineum stretched, the lips now flushed bright red as the widest portion of the head emerges.


"Come on Michael. Keep pushing." said Annie as she grabbed a towel and a bulb syringe and began sucking the mucus out of the nose and mouth


Michael lobbed more profanities and swears as he strained, the shackles holding down his legs shaking violently as he bore down, the remaining of the child’s head erupting from his reddened perineum with a loud scream from him. The burning, ripping sensation momentarily eased.


"Good. One more big push should do it. Come on." said Annie


"GET THIS EFFIN' THING OUT OF ME NOW!!!!" He bellowed, arching his back as he the burning intensified with the shoulders being pushed out into the world.


Annie grabbed hold of the shoulders and pulled causing the baby, fluid, and blood come out, "Oh hello there." said Annie cutting the cord and wrapping the crying baby in a towel


Michael gave one loud scream of both relief and pain as he felt the last of the child pass through him. He panted heavily, his head turned away from the scene between his legs.


Annie looked up to seeing him looking everywhere but to her, "I want you to nurse her until the afterbirth comes out."


Michael grunted as one of the guards adjusted the back of the bed while the other detached his arm shackles. His hands immediately went to his now distended and bloody perineum. "...what the hell did you pull out of me? "


Annie holds up the crying baby, "A girl." She gently puts the baby in his arms, "Watch her neck."


Michael gasped as he looked down at the crying bundle in his arms. The eyes...the small forehead...they looked like...he closed his eyes and diverted his gaze. "So what do you want me to do with it?"


Annie pulled up his shirt revealing his swollen breast, "Put her to your nipple, stroke her cheek, and she'll latch on."


Michael looked up at her in disbelief and sighed, looking down only long enough to stroke the newborns cheek and, as soon as her mouth was open, guided her onto his dark swollen nipple. He grunted as she latched on and began nursing quickly diverting his gaze. "Freakin' brat..." he muttered.


Annie looked at him, knowing he has changed in the twenty four hours, but he want let anyone know. She gently pulled on the umbilical cord and massaged his belly


"Hey! Get from down there! You've done enough down there! OW!" Michael shouted as she pressed on his deflated belly.


"Push." said Annie as she pulled on the cord some more

Michael groaned loudly as he felt another contraction push from inside him. He pushed against it, feeling something make its way past his already bloodied perineum out of his body.


"Good. The placenta looks healthy." said Annie as the afterbirth falls into a bowl she put under him


Michael looked between his legs at the bloody afterbirth and the cord attached to it. "Ugh...what the hell..."

Annie put the bowl on the cart, and went to his side "I need to take the baby to the Patterson's now."

Michael gave a small hesitation but nodded as he passed the child to Annie. "Take the brat..."

Annie gently took the baby from his breast, putting her on her shoulder and whispering soothing sweet words to her as she walked out

 

Phil stood in the waiting room with his sister-in-law and two young children as Annie walked in holding the bundle. "I...is that?"

Annie smiled widely, "Yes, this is your daughter." she said as she gently put the baby in Phil's arms

Phil scooped up the child and looked down at her, the bright green eyes shining up at him. "Oh my God...she looks...she looks just like my Amy..."

One of the children stood on tiptoe to get a look at the newborn. "Daddy, is that our new brother or sister you were telling us about? the one that came from heaven?"

Phil nodded, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Yeah...from heaven...this is a gift from mommy from up in Heaven." he said showing the baby girl to his two children. "What do you think? Should we name her after mommy? Should we name her Amy?"

The young boy nodded, grinning down at the newborn "Yeah. That sounds pretty..."

Annie smiled feeling tears well up in her eyes, "She is perfectly healthy. You can take her home now. Excuse me." She said as she walked away and back into the examination room

Phil caught her wrist as she was about to leave. "Wait...did...did he..."

"Did he what, Mr. Miller?" asked Annie looking at him

"...did he suffer?"


"Yes. Well, now if you would excuse me, I need to go inject him again." said Annie turning around and walking away

 


Michael laid back in the bed, his belly now smaller than before, a small trace of his six-pack abs faintly visible beneath the slightly wrinkled and stretched skin. His perineum firmed back up as the last of the maternal blood dripped down into the pan beneath him. His breasts were still swollen, the right one still moist with the milk and saliva from the child he recently birthed. He looked up at the ceiling as Annie walked back in. "So..."


Annie whipped her eyes and sniffles as she grabbed a new glove and snapped it on her hand, "Uh, time for round

two."

Michael gave her a quick look, his attention returning to the ceiling. "Whatever. Get it over with." He muttered. "Quicker I get this over with the better..."

Annie puts the portable fetal monitor on his belly, as she grabs the needle and sticks it in his perineum. Pretty soon the heartbeat of the new baby already growing in his belly filled the room, "You can go back to your room. I'll see you later." She said taking her gloves off and throwing them away, and taking the used needle putting into the box as she walked out


Michael called after her. "Wait...were...were they happy? The brat’s parents I mean..."

Annie turned back before she could make it out the door, "I don’t wont you ever to call an incident child a brat again. Most parents are lucky to have a child, so yes they were happy. Michael, you have a gift of carrying a child, and letting families be happy for once, and you just don’t seem to fucking care." She shouted at him as tears flowed down her cheeks

"Why in the hell should I?! Nobody ever bothered to care about me?! Nobody wants to hear about the circumstances, only the end result! So why the hell should I care about anyone else!? You call this a gift?! You call this a blessing?! Screw you! I don't effing care, in case you were curious!" Michael finished his rant with a panting breath.


"In case you forgot, Michael, you killed seven people, seven different ways, so why should people care about you?" Annie ran out of the room breaking down sobbing against the wall.

"Story of my life..." Michael muttered as the guards approached him, removing his restraints.

 

 

Chapter 5

 

Michael groaned as he turned over in his bed, his face now looking at the cement wall. He put a hand to his belly, which was now swollen slightly. "Ugh...how long have I been out?" He said out loud to himself.


Annie looked at the monitors

The guard looked at her and arched an eyebrow. "Huh...you must not have gotten much sleep. You left here at about midnight."

Annie looked at him, "I haven't had any sleep. Probably won’t until we fry this guy in six days."

The guard chuckled, taking a sip of coffee. "I guess in your line of work, rest comes where you can get it."


Annie sighs and put her hand through her hair, "This whole case has been very emotional for me. I'm just about to snap at him soon."

The guard blinked. "Don't let him get to you. I heard what happened in the delivery room after the birth. You know, he opens up to you more than anyone else."

Annie looks at him, "Really? He just doesn't seem to be opening up to me, Brad. I mean I see him change like now, see he is rubbing his belly, but within a second," she snaps her fingers, "he's back to being the murderer."


Brad looked at the monitor; sure enough, Michaels hand was on his belly, his lips were moving, yet his face had a bitter scowl. "Probably because that's the only person, other than his lawyer, that'll listen to what he has to say without judgment."


"I'm judging him, but its hard to not judge a guy who murder seven different people, especially with my past." said Annie looking at the monitor


Michael heaved a sigh. "Look brat...I know you can hear me in there...that stupid doctor said you can hear me and she's not wrong most of the time. I guess I should tell you more about myself seeing as how you're the only one around here who doesn't know...well...you'll find out later..."


"You know, my dad actually gave birth to me. Right in the back seat of the family car. Mom left right after they found out that I was this freak of nature...she wanted a whole son...not a son with an extra hole." Shocking even himself, he gave a small chuckle. "Me and dad had a great time on our own though...I didn't miss having a mom. But then the accident happened...I remember he was supposed to pick me up from school...I stayed out there until the sun went down. I went home with the principal who found out..."


Annie sat back in her chair with her feet under her as she whipped a tear from her eyes and listened as he talked to his surrogate child


Michael got up from the bed and stretched, scratching the underside of his belly. "I was depressed for months...man, that was a rough time. I was put in an orphanage...a bad one at that. My dad always said to never be ashamed of who you are, so I told the people who I thought were my friends about my condition with pride. As it turns out, that was a big mistake..."


Brad blinked as he looked over at Annie. "Who would've thought..."


Annie got up and ran out of the room, sobbing once again against the wall.


Michael sat back down on the bed, finishing the sandwich on his plate from lunch. "Almost every night...it was horrible. I didn't dare tell anyone...story of my life...when you think about it...in fact, I didn't tell anyone this...save for you...but I actually think I was pregnant before...and miscarried."


Brad ran out into the hallway. "Doc! Doc! Come here! You wanna hear this!"


Michael laid down on the bed, arms folded behind him as he stared up at the ceiling, feeling his belly swell up slightly. "Sorry brat...probably the last thing you wanna hear. But yeah, I think I miscarried. I remember it was my junior year of high school. I had gotten a little fat around the middle and didn't think much of it until one night...I got in a fight with one of the other kids at the orphanage... He socked me in the gut. It hurt...worse than it usually did...I was used to the regular pain...but it was different.

"What’s going on?" asked Annie rushing into the room and sitting back in her chair

Brad looked at her then looked back at the monitor. "A breakthrough?"

"It might be." said Annie sitting there studying the monitor


Michael continued starring up at the ceiling. "It was a horrible night...horrible. I didn't know what was going on. Blood and stuff came out of me I thought I was dying. I got on the toilet and pushed like crazy for an hour, finally feeling better and took the rest of the night cleaning up. I didn't know...didn't know that I had just given birth...nothing in that toilet bowl looked like a baby. For the next three days, when the older kids tried to come in and have their way...they would be scared and put off over the blood."


Annie sat there with her hand over her mouth in shock with tears rolling down her cheeks


"When I graduated from high school...I thought I was freed from all that...I would be able to move out, get a job, and lead a normal life free of the abuse...heh. Funny how things work...those bastards who were giving me crap in the orphanage, gave me crap out of the orphanage. Those bad seeds grew into diseased trees with long vines...which tied me up."


Michael paused as groaned as he felt the child inside his belly slowly rotate around. "Ugh...stupid brat...cut that out...frickin' brat...whatever...guess you're just doing what you have to do...can't blame ya. I know the feeling."

Annie and Brad looked at each other


Brad blinked. "Good thing we're recording."


Michael groaned as he turned over to one side, lifting his shirt and letting his hand set on his belly. "You're the second brat...Anderson...I remember him...the second hit I had to make...you had brown hair...blue eyes...kinda fat..."

Michael sighed. "Look brat...you're probably the only one around who believes me...but I didn't do it..."

"Oh my God." said Annie as she sat there with the look of shock on her face

Brad looked at the screen skeptically. "Yeah, that's what they all say buddy."

Annie shook her head in shock "No. No."

Michael looked at the moonlight shining in the window. "The moon was shining just like this. I was coming home from my job at the bakery. I loved that place...I was walking down the sidewalk on my way home. I ran into Mikey...or he ran into me...I don't remember anything...but I remember waking up in police lockup...my shirt covered in blood...and I was being booked for seven murders. Nobody bothered to read my rights...Mikey always had his fingers in everyone’s honey pot. I was pushed through the system so fast...the trial was a whirlwind..."

Michael turned to one side, groaning as he felt his belly stretch. "Ugh...I don't have too much longer, do I? I had better get some sleep...I only got about an hour left..."

Annie got up slowly with tears in her eyes and backed up against the wall, "I can’t.....I can’t do this anymore."

Brad looked at her. "What do you mean? It's his sentence. It's part of his agreement."

Annie looked up at him, "I can’t make an incident man suffer anymore. I can’t do this." She grabbed her purse and jacket and walked to the door

Brad followed her and grabbed her shoulders. "You at least owe it to Michael...if anyone...explain to him what's going on...you're the only one."

Brad looked her in the eyes. "If what he's saying is true...then it's gonna be hard trying to get him cleared of these charges..."

Annie looked up at him, "You believe him?"

Brad thought for a few minutes, his eyes going off into the distance. "I don't know...I really don't know. But I'm willing to do some digging on my end to find out."

"He's not like any of the prisoners here. He don’t fight us when we restraint him and he don’t swear. For some reason, I believe him." She hands him her purse and jacket, "Turn off the camera and the mic. I have less than an hour to tell him the truth."

Brad went back into the security room and taped the controls. "You're offline."

 

 

Chapter 6

 

Michael was snoring on the bed, clearly in a deep sleep, his shirt still pulled up over his nine month sized belly. He didn't stir when he heard the big locks click from outside the door.


"Michael?" She walked in and over to his bed and shook his shoulder gently, "Michael?"

Michael groggily opened his eyes and squinted at the female doctor standing before him. "Eh? What are you doin' here? Surprise exam? I suppose you're gonna put another one in here just for fits and giggles to make me push out twins."

Annie looked at him, her eyes swollen from crying so much,  her hair looked like a rat's nest and her original scrubs was now wrinkled sweats. "Cut the act please. I'm only here to talk to you before you go into labor."

Michael blinked. This was only the second time he saw her look like this. Normally, she's upbeat, chipper, pressed, and ready for the day. Tonight...in the moonlight streaming through the bars, she looked so vulnerable...so sad..."What is it then?" He asked, arms folded over his chest. "Normally I don't see you until it's time."


Annie looked at him, "I know the truth. I know you didn't do it."

Michael let his jaw hang open a moment before snapping it shut in a scowl. "Yeah, right...it's been at least five years...five long years...and you're the only person to say that to me. Is this some sort of twisted game you're playing, because if it is, it's...it's not funny." He said, genuine hurt punctuating the last three words.

Annie shook her head and swallowed the lump in her throat, "It’s not a game." she said as she sat down beside him, "I heard you talking to the baby."

Michael looked at her in disbelief. "You...heard me talking to the kid?"

Annie nods, "Brad, the guard and I have you on camera and on a mic."

Michael looked up at the camera in the corner. "Kinda figured that. But what makes you so positive that I'm innocent? And what can you possibly do about it. Mikey has this whole town...hell the city...in his back pocket."

Annie looked at him, "If you were guilty, then I wouldn't be sitting here. You give me the names of the people you were with that night, then I'll see what I can do."

Michael sighed, leaning back. "See what you can do? Have you been listening? Mikey has the whole town in his back pocket...he made--" he hissed as he felt a sticky sensation between his legs. "Ugh...that stupid plug thing..."

"We don’t have much time and that’s my fault. He made what?" asked Annie

Michael groaned as he sat up, the feeling of the slimy mucous feeling uncomfortably cold on his crotch. "He made me out to be a murderer. My DNA and fingerprints on the weapon, witness testimony hearing a male shouting "This is Mikey’s town!" at each crime scene...

Michael scoffed. "Doesn't help matters much that we have the same first name."

Annie nods, "Brad's going to contact your lawyer and we'll do whatever we can to help you," She got up and looked out the window, "I can’t think of making you suffer anymore. It was my idea. I knew you can have children and I knew that was the only way for the families to get closure, because I never did." Annie whipped her eyes trying not to break down

Michael looked out the moonlit window. "I wanna keep doing it."

Annie looked at him, "What?"

Michael looked her square in the eyes. "I wanna keep doing it. Don't make me regret it. I think it'll be a bigger letdown to the families...like they lost a member again. In a way...I think I owe it to them..."

Annie smiled, "Okay, but this time i want make you suffer."

Michael gave a small smile. "Heh...who would've thought you would be on my side--OW!!!" He yelled, holding the front of his belly as the crotch of his pants darkened. "Right on time, little runt..." He said through gritted teeth.

Annie takes his hand and helps him up, "Come on. Let’s go have the baby and get you pregnant again."

Michael took her hand, which for the first time he noticed was very smooth and soft. "Yep. Just churning 'em out like license plates." He said, leaning on her as he panted through the contraction.

 

 

Annie helped him into the room, "I won’t put the shackles on you this time. Just drop your pants and get on the table." She said as she grabbed a pair of gloves

Michael panted as he removed his pants and sat on the table, wincing as another contraction raked his belly, causing it to flex. "CRIPES, I thought i would be used to that by now..." He hissed as he lifted his legs into the stirrups.

Annie snapped the gloves on her hands and tied the mask on her head, "Push Michael."

Michael put his chin to his chest and bore down, straining as he felt the familiar pressure and light burn that he knew would intensify as the child approached the outside world.

Annie took his hand in hers, "You're doing good. Push."

Michael's groans became louder as the head began crowning. It was as though he was losing control of his body as he felt his body flex and his perineum stretch wider and wider as more of the child’s head emerged.

"Come on Michael. Keep pushing." Annie said encouragely

Michael took a gasp of air and bore down, his lips once again turning bright red as the child’s ears slowly emerged past them. He held her hand tightly, feeling the energy from her fingers and channeling it downwards toward his aching bottom.

Michael gave a loud scream as he felt the familiar and welcome release as the remainder of the child’s head emerged from inside his body.

"Good." said Annie sucking out the mucus

Michael panted, enjoying the temporary respite. With his hands now unrestrained, he finally got the chance to touch the top of his child’s head. "Hard head you got there squirt..." he said, feeling a tear fall down his cheek. "That can be a good thing...don't let anyone divert you from your goals in life..."

Annie smiled and felt her eyes well up, "Whenever you want to, push."

Michael arched his back and groaned, the burn returning as the child’s shoulders passed from the flaps of his perineum. "Owowowowow...cripes that never gets any easier..." he growled as with a final heave and scream, the remainder of the child emerged from his body.

"It’s a boy." She said as she pulled him out and cleaned him off with a towel

Michael panted as he looked down at the child being cleaned between his legs. "I thought so. The way he would kinda kick around when I was blabbing on. The girl was the only one would sit down and listen."

Annie sniffled as she wrapped the baby in a blanket, "You want to nurse him?" She asked smiling

"Yeah, may as well...heaven only knows what they'll give him. May as well let him get his drink on. It'll stimulate contractions to get the placenta out, right?" Michael said, reaching out for him.

Annie nodded as she gently put him in his arms, "Yeah it will." she said as she wiped her eyes

Michael stroked the young child’s cheek and quickly maneuvered him on the dark nipple, wincing again as he began nursing. "Ow...that still hurts...hey, why are you crying?"

"It’s nothing." She said as she start massaging his belly and pulling gently on the cord

Michael gave a small moan as he felt a weak contraction in his belly. "Come on...spill...I'm sharing...so you share...Ungh..."

Annie ignored him, "Push." said Annie

Michael gave a small push as he felt the placenta pass through his perneal lips. "Man, I'm glad that one is out..."

Annie puts the bowl on the cart, "Do you want me to inject you now or wait until I get back from giving the baby to the parents?"

"Nah..." Michael said as the child detached from his nipple. "Go ahead and give this little guy to his new home. By the time you get back, everything should be firmed up enough to go for it again..."

"Come here, Sweetheart. I'll be back. There is a guard outside the doors, so you cant make a run for it." She said as she gently took the infant and walked to the door

Michael gave a small chuckle. "With the way my butt feels right now, I wouldn't want to walk much less run."

Annie smiles walking out the door

 

Lisa looked up as she saw Annie walk in carrying a crying bundle in her arms. "Oh...he looks so perfect...he looks just like Harry..." she said, feeling her tears flow from her eyes.

"He's perfectly healthy too." Annie said as she placed the newborn in his new mother's arms as tears well up in her eyes

Lisa smiled as she scooped up the newborn in her arms. "Hello...there you are...you are just so cute...your grandfather..." she paused as the words stuck in her throat. "Your grandfather would be so proud..."

"You may take him home now. Excuse me. I need to go inject the prisoner again." said Annie as she walked to the door before she broke down in tears before the new happy family



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Michael looked over at her, the tear stained face buried in those delicate, strong hands he once held. "I'm sorry..." he said quietly.

"Look...if it's going to hurt you to do this...if you're going to go through this much pain...then it's okay..."

Annie ran her fingers through her hair, "It’s not your fault, and its not okay, but i have a job to do and i intend to do it." she said sniffling as she walked over and put the portable fetal monitor on his belly, "Are you ready?"

Michael nodded, looking in her eyes. "Yeah. Go ahead." he said, clenching his fists as he watched her prep the needle. "Number three...here we go."


Annie unlocks the door and noticed that Michael is sleeping with his hand on his belly. She put his tray down on his chair and walked over to him. Kneeling down beside him, she put her hand on his belly.

Michael slowly opened his eyes as he felt the gentle touch on his stretched skin. "Oh...hey. How are ya?"

Annie looked up at him, with tears flowing down her cheeks

Michael sat up slowly in the bed, struggling with the seven month belly throwing off his balance. "What's wrong? You look like you've been crying all night..."

"Since the first day. Very few people know that too." Annie said as she got up and sat down beside him

Michael looked at her in shock. "Look, make you a deal...I'll eat every single scrap on my plate, even the plate itself, if you lay down and get some sleep."

"I can’t." she whispered as she whipped her eyes with the palm of her hands

Michael looked at her, the tear stained face with the puffy red eyes. "And just why can't you? Come on...spill it...you can tell me...who am I going to tell--oh...wait a minute..." with a small grin, Michael placed a hand on either side of his belly. "There. She's not listening now."

"Because Michael." said Annie getting up quickly afraid she'll stop sobbing again

Michael quickly grabbed her hand and looked in her eyes. "Look...I'm just a con, I know, but still...you're my doc...and I want my doc to not be distracted by anything that could potentially kill me or this kid."

"I still see him." she whispered as she looked at him

Michael blinked. "Who is 'him'...tell me...please tell me...you're worrying me..."

"Him. You. I was only twelve and had my life taken away from me." She said as she started to sob

Michael blinked. "You were twelve...what happened?" he continued gently.

She sniffled as she sat back down, "It happened so quickly. I tried...I tried to escape...I tried to fight back....but my mother."

Michael stared at her intently, taking on of her hands and cradling it in his own. "...it happened?"

Annie started rocking, going back to a place where she barely went to, until a few days ago, "I can’t." she looked at him and got up

Michael looked at her with longing. "Just...please...I don't wanna see you like this..."

"Michael I can’t go back there, cause I'm already there. I wanted closure and never got it. That’s why I came up with this idea so those people could get closure. I didn't realized how this would effect me until the heartbeat of the baby girl sounded." she said as she sobbed

Michael blinked, realization filling his eyes. "Wait...so you mean...you..."

"I can’t have kids, and it’s all because of that bastard twenty years ago." Annie said as she whipped her eyes

"Please tell me. What did he do?" Michael pleaded, squeezing her hand.

Annie swallowed and looked at him, "My mother and I were very close. I was the youngest and we always had our day. No one could tag along but us."

Michael nodded. "Sounds like fun..."

Annie smiled at the memories going through her head, "It was. I wanted to be just like her. A housewife with a house full of kids. Then one evening we were strolling in the park. It was almost dark." She said as she started to cry again

Michael set a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Something happened?"

Annie wiped her eyes, and took a deep breath as she nodded, "Yeah. Something happened."

Michael looked in her eyes. "Go ahead..."

Annie looked at him and took a deep breath, "Some guy came up asking the time. While my mom was looking at her watching, another guy grabbed me. My mom gave them her purse, jewelry, anything to get them to set me free."

Michael looked at her, his eyes now starting to shine with tears. "They didn't, did they? I heard about guys teaming up like that...a lot of them are in lockup here..."

Annie started to sobbing leaning against his shoulder, "They took us to the old carnival in town. The one that used to be on Main."

Michael nodded. "The Sore Spot they call it. They actually brag about taking girls there..."

Annie swallowed and wiped her eyes with her shirt, "They took us there. They tied me up to the carrousel horse and forced me to watch them take turns raping my mother."

Michael's eyes widened. "Mikey...did the guy who raped your mom have a scar on his left cheek?"

Annie shook her head, "No. That’s the guy who raped me." she whispered

"...it was you...it was you..." Michael said his mouth agape. "I remember...years ago...Mikey had just finished with me...I was half asleep...I heard him talking on his phone....he said he was tired...he just got some from the usual place and a bonus treat in the park..."

"He raped me over and over until I was bleeding so bad I couldn't even do anything." she whispered

"And he said the same thing over and over again..." Michael muttered. "Don't worry...I'm having fun for the both of us..."

"He killed my mother." she sobbed out

Michael didn't think as he reached out and embraced her tightly, sobbing with her. "I know...I know...I'm so sorry...I am so sorry..."

Annie sobbed getting his shirt wet, "He took it...He took it all away."

Michael gently pat her hair. "I know...he took it from me too..."he said, tears still rolling down his cheek.

Annie sat up and shook her head, "You can have kids and you take it for granted, or you used too. I don’t know, but I can’t. I want a house full of kids and I can’t have them. There was so much damage; they had to take everything out."

Michael looked at her. "They didn't take everything...I'm still here...for all that it's worth..."

Annie smiled at him and whipped her face with her hands, "You shouldn't be here. Giving birth every twenty four hours."

Michael returned her smile setting his hands on top of hers. "Call it community service...I did have a parking ticket that was several days past due. Besides...I would not have met you otherwise."

"But I'm a mess. God, i need a brush and to wash my face. I need to put on makeup." She smiled

Michael gave her a grin. "You need to get some sleep." he said, standing from the bed. "Here...have at it."

Annie grabs his hand to stop him, "No. You need it. You're pregnant."

Michael felt his face flush as she grabbed his hand. "Don’t worry, I'll just sit over here on the floor right by you. Besides, if you're gonna deliver this baby girl, you had better be well rested."

"Can you sit and hold me first?" She asked looking up

Michael blinked. "S-sure..." he said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Annie put her head on his shoulder and looked up at him

Michael looked down at her, her bright eyes showing her exhaustion. "You know...A few days ago I was ready to die with this damnable sin inside me...now I have a reason to live...and I'm fighting for it."
"And I have you to thank for that..."

Annie smiled up at him and the fact that they fit together like a puzzle made her smile even more. She then looked down at his belly and became hesitate to touch it.

Michael noticed her hesitation and scoffed. "My tummy is your tummy." he whispered.

Annie pulled up his shirt and put her hand on his belly, "What’s it feel like to be pregnant?"

Michael looked up and though for a minute. "Hmmm...well...I can't really describe it. The first couple parts were freaking misery...morning sickness, headaches, the whole nine...pun intended." he added with a small grin. "Then it gets to the growing stage...everything balloons up...swells up, gets all fat...my feet get so swollen I can't even fit my socks. Just when I think that it can't get any worse...there are a few hours of perfect peace...those hours when growth slows down and you start feeling the kicking and moving. Those times I like the best."

"It's like having butterflies in your stomach....when it moves that is...like the feeling of riding a roller coaster for the first time or finding some money on the sidewalk...or falling in love.." he whispered the last line. "Then the last part...the kid makes one last big move...turning head down...things start getting more uncomfortable...but you still have a few moments of peace. Then when you go to the bathroom and you feel that plug thing slide out...ugh...that's when you get that sinking feeling that everything is gonna come to an end...in my case, hard and fast."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done this. But you hold the record of shortest birth ever." She said smiling

Michael gave a playful pained expression. "Don't call Guinness, please..." he said. ”Last thing I need is a picture of my bum spread wide on page three hundred and twenty one."

Annie laughs as she takes his hand and intertwines their fingers

Michael gave a warm smile as he felt her fingers intertwine. "I thought you were gonna get some sleep?" he whispered in her ear.

Annie looked at his lips and then leaned up and kissed him

Michael felt the butterflies in his belly that had nothing to do with the baby as he returned the kiss, enjoying the sweet aroma of her hair and the gentle feeling of her lips on his.

Annie moaned as their tongues deepened the kiss

Michael felt electricity shoot through every extremity of his body as he felt his tongue contact hers. With his free hand, he lifted a gentle hand to her cheek and caressed it gently.

Annie dropped the kiss and got up all flushed, "We cant...do this here. I'm a mess."

Michael nodded, equally flushed. "Y-yeah..."

Annie looks at him, "Is it really seven inches?"

Michael blinked at her confused. "is what really..." he turned an even brighter red as he remembered the conversation. "Ummm...more like six...." he said sheepishly.

Annie sat back down, and takes his hand. "I don’t care what size. What are we going to do about this?"

Michael looked at her, the butterflies returning as he took her hand. "I love you so much." he said, squeezing her hand. "And...I wanna clear my name...so I can be with you forever."

Annie looks down and smiles blushing, "I love you too, but I can’t give you children. If you really want children of your own."

Michael laughed, his belly jumping with each guffaw. "Do you think that bothers me at all? I love YOU...not your uterus or lack thereof. I fell in love with you...besides, if there are any children to be had, I'll just do it myself. Only when we do...we do it the whole nine months...take it slow...l

Annie smiled, "I promise. I'm sorry for all of this."

Michael smiled. "I'm sorry for all those things I said...living behind these walls changes you...it makes ou do thugs..."

Annie smiled, "I said a lot worse. I’m not like that, but working here, I have to be. Some of these prisoners are scary."

Michael nodded "Tell me about it." He blinked as he heard Annie’s cell phone ring.

Annie takes it out of her pocket, "Its Brad. Hello?". Putting it to her ear and taking his hand, "Yeah I'm fine. Yeah he knows the truth now. About me and him. Yeah. Yeah." She looks at him, "Yeah. That’s good. I'll tell him. Okay Bye."

"I'm hoping that’s good news." Michael said, laying down on the bed yawning.

Annie smiled, "Your lawyer has reopened your case and is now trying to find witness and other suspects. Do you remember if there was anyone else?"

Michael looked up at the ceiling and sighed. "I'm not sure...I don't remember much...I remember waking up...there was a bright light flashing...like a camera flash going off over and over again...l

Michael slowly sat up, giving a small groan. "Wait...I just thought of something...a camera...flash...aren't there speed cameras over by Handel's Bakery...it's been so long..."

Annie smiled, "Yes Baby. There are. Let me text Brad right now. Are you feeling all right?"

Michael gave a nod. "Yeah...I'm cool...don't worry, we still got two hours. This is the Anderson kid right?"

Annie nods as she texted

Michael went to the toilet and, ensuring that Annie was busy with her phone to not notice, he dropped his pants and sat down. "If there are cameras down there..."

"There are. I got ticket in the mail the other day." she said as she texted

Michael looked at her in disbelief. "YOU ran a red-light?!"

Annie looked at him and nodded, "I was on my way to stop...you know."

Michael nodded "It just seems like you're not the kind of person who breaks the law...ugh..." he gave a small groan. "Whoo...plug gone..."

Annie looked and smiled “I had a special reason. I couldn’t let the guy I love die, but I don’t get something, why didn't you come forward and say you were incident in the beginning?"

"Nobody would believe a guy with my history...a guy living in an orphanage in the rough part of town." Michael shrugged as he wiped himself. "I tried in the beginning, but the evidence was too damning...I started to think that I really did do--Oh I'm sorry!" he exclaimed as he flushed the toilet, still nude from the waist down. "I'm used to being on my...I'm sorry..." He turned bright red as he quickly pulled his pants up.

Annie smiled, "You don’t have anything I haven't seen before. How would you feel about delivering in here?"

Michael blinked. "Here? Not in the exam route?"

"Here. Just you and me. No guards." she said smiling

Michael nodded. "That would be a nice change for number 3. And would we implant here too?"

Annie nods, "Brad offered to bring all the things I need in here."

Michael nodded. "That would be great. It'll be a nice change..."

Annie nods kissing him on the lips





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Brad looked through the computer photographs, feeling the breath of the two people behind him hitting his neck. "Okay...I'm almost done downloading the photos from the main database..."

Michael looked in awe at the computer screens. "Good thing I took those extra courses in Computer Science while I was in lock. I would be confused right now...ow..." he groaned rubbing his back.

Annie looked at him, "I think we better hold off on this. Let’s get you ready to have the baby."

Michael's eyes suddenly went wide as an image flashed on the screen. "Wait! Wait! Go back three pictures!"

Annie looked up at the computer, "What do you see?"

Brad nodded as he slid his finger across the panel an image of a street corner appears on screen with an abandoned car on the corner, a man walking away with blood on his shirt and another dark form in the car, passed out.

Michael sat down in the chair next to Brad slowly. "Magnify the guy there...in the stained shirt...use an enhancement filter--B72A should do it."

Brad blinked in surprise and keyed commands in the computer. A small box appeared and hovered on the walking form. After a few more keystrokes the image changed to reveal a tall slender man wearing a shirt that was stained with blood. His face had a primal vicious snarl on it.

"Oh my God." Annie said as she put her hand over her mouth and started to cry

Michael felt his eyes widen and his jaw drop. His whole body went numb. "It's Mikey...it's him...that's him..."

Brad quickly tapped a control, which brought the printer to life. "This...changes everything. You know...with this evidence, we could finally catch him...and free you..."

Michael, his body still numb, looked at the screen. "Zoom in on quadrant A-6...the body in the car.."

Brad nodded as he tapped the controls, the box scrolling over to the car where a body was laying, his clothes also having blood spatters. "Enhancing..." he whispered, tapping the keyboard as the image cleared to reveal a younger Michael, sound asleep.

A cold chill went up Michael's spine. "That's me...that’s me in the car...my shirt...that's not my shirt. I know my clothes...that's not mine."

Brad looked over at him. "What? They aren't yours?"

Annie bolted from the computer room with her hand over her mouth

Michael shook his head. "No...no...look, they're way too baggy...I remember pulling up my jeans a lot when I was in lockup. They were too loose. Not my size at all..." he turned around to see Annie running out the room. "I better check on her. Look...there's a license plate there...can you run the plates?"

Brad nodded. "I can have it for you in two minutes. But you can't leave the lab...security procedures."

Michael nodded. "I understand. You're risking your neck letting me come in--Ahh!!" he screamed, as he felt an unbelievable burning from his perineum and a heaviness in his groin. "It's crowning...Gah! Go get her now!"

Brad quickly ran out the lab towards the restroom. "Anne! Dr. Anne! Uh, you may wanna get in here!"

Annie looked up as she exited the bathroom door with a wet towel in her hand, "What?"

"Michael...crowning..." he panted. "Come...quick..."

Annie ran into the computer room, seeing Michael with his pants down and a dark patch of hair coming out of his perineum "Michael. Oh God. Lean against the chair and push."

Michael leaned back in the chair and bore down, grunting and groaning as he pushed, feeling more and more of the head stretching his bottom wide. "You okay?" he growled through clenched teeth.

Annie ignored him, "Brad go get me a towel,, some scissors, a bowl, and the next needle. Michael push."

Michael strained as he pushed, letting one of the hands meet hers as they both guided the head pass the perineum.

Brad nodded, bolting down the hallway.

Annie smiled as she felt his hands touching hers

Michael gave a yell as he felt the head finally pass through his body. He panted heavily as he slumped in the chair.

"Come on Brad. Where are you?" she asked as she swiped the baby's nose and mouth with her pinkie fingers and whipping it on her shirt

Michael gave a weary chuckle. "You know were really putting Brad through some trouble. I mean how he is gonna explain...whoa boy...here we go..." he groaned, feeling his back arch as he bore down.

Brad ran in holding the equipment in his hands, quickly closing the door behind him. "Sorry...I got delayed...Anderson family made it. I told them there was an incident in the yard and you went into labor there."

Annie said, "Big push now."

Michael bore down, groaning as he felt the shoulders

Shoulders pass through his stretched lips. "Oh, number three here we come..." he gave a loud scream as hereof the rest of the child squeeze out of his body, the maternal blood and remaining amniotic fluid gushing from him.

Annie smiled wrapping the crying baby in a towel "She's here."

Michael panted as he picked up the girl in his arms. "Hey there little one. Welcome to Computer Lab A-32."

Brad wiped a tear from his eye as he watched as Michael began nursing the newborn. "Wow...that's amazing."

Annie smiles, "One day, Michael will give birth to our babies"

Michael grinned. "Hopefully not in Computer Lab A-32."

Annie laughs and kisses him

Brad sighed, a smile playing on his lips. "Well...we had better get everything cleaned up in here. Or else I'll be in big trou--" he paused as the computer chimed. "Oh, the computer finished running the plates of the car you were put in."

Careful to avoid the birth area where Anne was busy massaging Michael's belly, he keyed in a few commands and gave a loud gasp. "The plates are registered to...Judge Aaron Stephenson."

Annie looked up, "Who is that? I don’t remember a victim by that name."

"That's because he's not a victim...he was the judge that sentenced me to death."

Michael glared at the screen, giving a small grunt as he felt the placenta pass out of him.

Annie nods looking at him, "You want the next one?"

Michael took one last look at the nursing newborn before detaching her and handing her to Anne. "Go and drop this little one off. We can put the next one in back at my cell. I'll be firmed up by then."

Annie nods walking to the door, "Brad can you make sure he gets to his cell okay?"

Brad nodded and pulled a pair of cuffs out his pocket. "I'm sorry...procedure."

Michael nodded and held out his wrists. "It's okay. I'm a mess..."

Annie looked at the two of them becoming fast friends, "I'll see you there." she said as she walked out the door

Brad helped Michael to his feet, careful not to slip in the birth fluids on the floor. He helped him pull his pants up. "Umm...were you born with..."

Michael nodded, finishing pulling up his pants. "Yeah...dad had one. Gave birth to me in fact."

Brad carefully locked the cuffs on Michael’s wrists. "My parents opted to have me...sealed when I was younger. They wanted a "whole boy" too...I'm going through a reversal now. It hurts like heck, but it'll be worth it."

Michael looked in his eyes, understanding finally washing over him. "I kinda thought so..."



Annie walked into the hallway holding the baby to seeing the Andersons standing there, "Here's your daughter."

An older man walked up to Anne and scooped up the newborn. "She looks just like my Rebecca...my poor daughter...."



Michael gave a small groan as he laid down on the bed. "Thanks man. I know you are really putting your neck on the line for this..."

Brad shook his head. "It's okay. No problem at all. I just have to explain why we are missing one computer chair in the lab. Maybe it broke an arm. I don't know. Get some rest. Is this number 4?" he asked holding up the vial.

Michael nodded. "Yep. Number four...I'm betting a boy."

Brad nodded. "Does it hurt to give the kid away...after all that pain..."

Michael laid back in the bed and nodded. "Kinda sorta...it hurts worse when I think about those families who lost their kids...if I can give them something to help them...even if it is painful for me...then why not..."

Brad gave a small smile as Annie walked back in. "I'm gonna get more info on that video and pass it on go your lawyer. I'll keep you updated...oh yeah, the video recording system will be offline for today...just thought you should know." he gave a quick smile and walked out the room closing the door behind him.

"What was that all about?" she asked as she made her way over to the bed

Michael shook his head. No idea. How was it?"

Annie smiled taking his hand, "Good. This time I didn't end up bawling."

Michael smiled as he felt that familiar warm hand. "You bawl if you need to. So...it looks like luck is on our side...if we get Mikey in here..."

"I'm sorry about earlier." She said as she gently sat on the bed

Michael grinned. "I'm sorry for not listening to you earlier. I was so frozen at seeing Mikey on screen...I couldn't feel anything...literally...until it was too late."

"Had I not wanted to pursue it...I would've given birth in here with no problem, Brad wouldn't run the risk of getting in trouble..."

Annie shuttered at the memory, "No you were fine. Its better then giving birth on the floor in the hallway. I'm just sorry I ran out on you earlier when you needed me."

Michael gave her hand a squeeze. "You were still with me." He brought their entwined hands towards the center of his chest. "Here. As sappy as that sounds."

Annie smiled, "I just kept seeing that look on his face. That snarl look on his face. I had that tattooed in my head as a kid, I would look for it when I walked down the street. I tried everything to make it go away and until today, it did. Excuse me." Annie put her hand over her mouth to hide a yawn

Michael was not fooled. "Okay...after you implant the next one in me...you're gonna lay down right here and get some sleep. No excuses. You're running yourself ragged."

Annie nods getting up, "Only if you will hold me."

Michael nodded "Of course. You're my favorite Teddy bear."

Annie nods grabbing the needle

Michael pulled down his pants and looked at the needle in her hands. "I'm guessing boy for this one."

"I think so too." She said as she gently injected him

Michael gave a groan as he felt the needle inject inside him. "Number 4...let's get it going."

Annie nods yawning as she put the cap back on the used needle

Michael looked at her and grinned. "Okay, bedtime for you. And me too..."

Annie nods laying down beside him

Michael wrapped his muscled arms around her and cuddled up close, resting his head on her shoulder.
"My...new...teddy bear..." He whispered in her ear.

Annie smiled intertwined their fingers as she closed her eyes

Michael felt his eyelids get heavier as he felt the warmth of her fingers. "So...when I get out of here...what do you think should be the first thing I should do?" he asked.

"Get...a...job. or maybe do whatever you were doing before all this..." said Annie

"You know...before I got caught up in all this...I was thinking about getting a loan to start my own bakery...I know it sounds silly..."

Annie turned over and looked at him, "No it don’t. If that’s what you want to do after you are free, then I support you."

Michael gave a small grin as he felt sleep overtake him. "I...love you..."

Annie put her hand on his belly, "I love you." as she drifted off to some much needed sleep




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Michael's eyes slid open with a familiar prod to the inside of his belly. "Ungh...what time is--" His voice was cutoff when he saw he was laying face to face with Annie grinning at him. "I wasn't dreaming..."

"I wasn't dreaming either." Annie smiled and kissed him on the lips

Michael felt the fluttering butterflies in his belly as his lips met hers. "If I could wake up to this every single day...heh...I wouldn't mind pushing out kids like this every so often..."

"How can you get attached and not get upset when I take the baby away?" asked Annie as she rubbed his belly

"Oh, I get upset...I mean...how could I not...after going through all this and the birth and nursing..." He then set his hand on top of hers. "But then I think of that family...those people...all they lost...those sad faces in the courtroom...and the gift that I can give them..."

"I'm already attached and I'm not even the Mommy and this isn't even my baby. I felt it move while you were sleeping." she said looking at him

Michael grinned. "So have I...of course, I don't really have a choice feeling this boy move around."

"I hope you want a houseful of kids, cause I do." she smiles

Michael's eyes widened. "Five Good?"

Annie laughs, "Five or six."

Michael laughed. "Yeah...six max...so long as we have fun making 'em. Besides...I want a big family...I want our kids to have brothers and sisters...someone to go to, to talk to, to have fun with..."

Annie nods putting her head gently on his belly, "Absolutely."

Michael gave a content sigh, feeling her head on his swollen belly. "You hear him?"

Annie nods, "I have to keep reminding myself, he's not ours. Am I hurting you?"

Michael shook his head. "I don't want you to be hurt..."

Annie set up and shook her head, "I'm not. As long as we are together, I'm fine. I just don’t want to bother you with me touching your belly a lot, even when we....you are pregnant with our child."

Michael shook his head. "NO...we...you are gonna be going through this with me mentally, if not physically. And your skin on my skin will never...EVER...bother me."

"I'm sorry. The only thing I ever wanted was to have children even at twelve years old, I wanted to be like my mother." said Annie

"You still can be..." Michael whispered in her ear, kissing her gently.

Annie smiles feeling his lips gently on his.

Michael gently set his forehead on hers, their fingers intertwined. "How in the world a girl like you fell for a guy like me..."

Annie smiles, "Cause she knew he was incident."

Michael gave a small chuckle as he felt the child inside him shift. "Sorry if we're getting mushy kid...but hey..."

Annie smiles putting her hand over his

Michael gave a small groan as he heard Annie's cell phone ring. "Gee...thanks Brad..."

Annie put her finger to his lips as she reaches into her pocket and takes out her phone. "Shh. Hello? Yes I'm with him. Yes ma’mm. About seven months with the fourth. Yes ma’mm. I will. No, he wants to continue to get pregnant. Really? That’s great news. I will. Thank you. Bye."

Michael looked up at her blinking. "What was that about?"

"They found Mikey." said Annie smiling

Michael's brow furrowed. "I want to see him."

"No. Not now you can’t. He confessed to everything. After you give birth and I implant you again, we have to go see your lawyer so you can get your stuff that you had on you that night. Then you're out of here if you want to stay for three more days to have the babies, you can. Then you will see him if you want. You're a free man, Baby." said Annie smiling

Michael slowly stood from the bed, his face blank with expression. "I...I'm free? I'm..."

Annie pushed herself off the bed and stood behind him, "Yes you are."

Michael looked outside at the bright sun. "For 5 years...five years...I have been waiting to hear those words..."

Suddenly, he fell to his knees, sobbing loudly as he held onto Anne's legs.

Annie kneeled on the floor putting her arms around him and rubbing her back

Michael sobbed in her shoulder loudly, his belly jumping with each sob. "It's been so long...so long..."

Annie rubbed his back gently, "I know. Let it out. Just let it out." she said as her own tears fell

Brad slowly opened the door and peeked inside. "Ahem. I'm sorry to interrupt...I suppose you heard already."

Michael looked over at Brad peeking in and gave a small laugh, wiping his eyes. "Y-yeah...we kinda heard. What's going on?"

Brad gave a small grin. "They're arresting the judge too. He's been dismissed by the Chief Justice and formally charged."

"Wow." said Annie whipping her eyes as she stood up and helped Michael up too.

Michael wiped his eyes and smiled as Annie helped him up. "What's that in your hand, Brad?"

Brad cleared his throat and in a professional tone read from the document. "It is the decision of this court that the incarcerated, one Michael Dawson, has been illegally and unconstitutionally charged several times with the charge of First-Degree Murder, and was sentenced to die by lethal injection. It is the judgment of this court that all charges are officially dropped and expunged from Michael Dawson's record with the courts deepest apologies. As compensation for time unnecessarily served, we hear by grant Michael Dawson a recompense in the amount of five hundred thousand dollars."

Annie's eyes widened and she grabbed Michael's hand, "Five hundred thousand dollars?"

Brad held up one finger. "Hang on...there's a bit more. 'In addition, it has come to this courts attention that the accused was subjected to medical testing, which resulted in the birth of 3 children, with four pending. As the accused is no longer classified as incarcerated, the court finds that Michael Dawson has acted as a surrogate parent, and will be paid accordingly by the state in the total amount of one hundred thousand dollars."

Annie looks at Michael to see his reaction, "Is there more?"

Michael sat back down on the bed, looking down at his hands, laughing and crying with a grin on his face.

Brad flipped over to the last page. "Yeah. Your official release papers. You are officially free on your own recognizance."

Annie starts to cry, "What about his things? Do we still need to go to the lawyer? He will need some clothes." Annie sits down beside him, "What about the next three days? Do you want to stay here?"

Michael shook his head. "No...no...I don't want to stay here...I want to go out in the sun...I want to...I want to go to a park...I want to be outside..." He said, his voice returning, a hint of giddiness playing on his voice.

Brad gave a small grin. "I can get clothes arranged for you. Your lawyer said he will meet you at his office tomorrow. He has a lot of work to go through."

Annie took his hand and nodded, "After you give birth to this one, we'll leave and never come back, we'll go to my apartment."

Michael shook his head again. "Please...I just have to go outside...I don't think I can be in here another day...I want...I want to be out there..."

Annie looked at him and nods her head, "Brad, he needs some clothes. We're going out now."

Brad nodded. "Already moving." He said, turning around and walking off down the hall.

Michael looked in her eyes and gave her a quick kiss. "If you want me to, I'll come back here to deliver...instead of having the families run around town trying to find us..."

Annie swallowed the lump in her throat and shook her head, "No. I'll give them my address. Saturday, we will start over and rebuild our lives."

Michael gave a chuckle. "Please tell me you have a shower or a tub...I could use a good wash..."

Annie laughs, "I have both. With a door too. After we meet with him tomorrow, I want to take you somewhere."

Michael opened his mouth to ask a question, but was cut off when Brad walked in, holding a pair of dark blue scrubs. "Sorry, it's the best I can do and the biggest I can get to fit around your belly there."

Michael took the offered scrubs and laughed. "I would leave out of here in the buff if it meant never coming back here again." He laughed as he pulled off his shirt. "Annie, wouldn't that be a headline?"

"Yeah Baby it would be. Brad could you pull my car upfront?" she reached in her pocket and tossed her keys to him

Brad caught the keys and grinned. "Roger that. Oh, and your old clothes are at the forensics lab. They're getting evidence off them."

Annie nodded, "We can get them Saturday if you want to come back and face Mikey."

Michael shook his head. "I don't want 'em...I just want to see him...but I want to wait until the last child..."

"Okay. We both need closure. Lets hurry and get you dressed Baby, so we can go home."
Annie said smiling

Michael quickly finished dressing, and, after giving his surroundings a final, no remorseful look, he finally walked out into the hallway, hand in hand with Annie.

Annie looked up and smiled at him





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"Michael Dawson, Release Authorized and confirmed. Please sign on the line below." A guard said at the security desk leading to the outside. He gave a small nod and the faintest glimmer of a smile as he handed Michael the pen.

Michael took the pen from him with shaking hands and signed on the indicated line. "Umm...if it's not too much trouble, could I..."

The guard nodded. "We can afford to lose a pen or two."

Annie smiled, "Thanks Joshua."

Joshua filed the papers away and handed Michael a small, sealed box. "Here are your personal effects. Good luck, and God bless."

Michael opened the box and gasped at the contents. Inside was a wallet, a few wrinkled bills and change, an old cell phone, and a wallet. "It's been five years since I seen this stuff..."

Annie took the cell phone out and laughed, "I forgot they made these things this big."

Michael nodded as he opened his wallet. "I forgot I had just cashed my paycheck earlier that day...it's all still in here--" He gasped as he flipped open the picture section, a tear streaking down his face. "Daddy..."

Annie put her hand on her back as she looked at the picture, "He was so handsome. You look just like him."

Michael smiled as he looked down at the pictures of the two of them, the young Michael riding on his father shoulders, the pair of them laughing and smiling. "Heh. Yeah...we were inseparable after mom left. I think--"

Michael was cut off by the blowing of a car horn outside.

"That’s Brad. Come on, the best way to leave is too not look back, even if this place was....your life." Annie whipped her tears knowing that it was the last time she will be there too.

Michael nodded, wiping his eyes as he put his wallet back in the box and closed it. "Thank you Joshua. Thanks so much."

Joshua shook his hand firmly, nodding, the smile playing on his lips again. "See you in the supermarket."

Michael nodded and grinned as he turned around and took Anne's hand. "Let's go."

Annie put one finger up, "Hold on." she said as she turned to Joshua and gave him a big hug, "I'm leaving too." she whispered in his ear

Joshua blinked as he returned her hug. "That's great. You were always too good for this place. I always said you needed to start your own homebirth service. You have the license, the experience..."

Annie nods whipping her tears, "I know. I just got to break the news to Brad. After all, you once said we were partners in crime."

Joshua laughed. "Don't worry about Brad. He'll be fine. His big brother will take care of him!" He flexed one of his arms, grinning.

Annie laughed as she grabbed Michael's hand and took a deep breath, "I'm ready when you are."

Michael nodded. "Let's go." With her warm hand in his, he stepped toward the door and pushed it open, the bright sunlight washing over him.

Brad stepped out of the green VW Beetle, smiling warmly. "Your ride."

Annie smiled following him as they stepped out, "Yep this is my baby."

Michael's eyes were closed as he took several deep breaths, taking in the fresh air, letting the warmth of the sun wash over his body. Subconsciously, he lifted his shirt over his belly, revealing the eight and a half month abdomen, which gave a small shine in the sun.

Annie smiled as she walked over to Brad and gave him a hug

Brad returned her hug, nodding. "You're not coming back here, are you?"

Annie looked at him, "I had a speech ready and everything."

Brad sniffled. "Sorry...you can still give it..."

Annie laughs and wipes her eyes, "You, Bradley, are....my best...friend" She started to cry. "You got me....through the worst time....in my life. After all, the times, I screamed at you." She sobbed out, "you stayed with me. God this is worst then when I went off to college."

Brad nodded. "You always wore your heart on your sleeve. I guess that’s what I always loved about you. You saw me through some rough patches as well...my surgeries...everything...you were always right there. But now, someone else needs you...and you need him. And don't worry. I'll still be around."

Annie nods whipping her eyes as Michael grabs her hand, "I don’t know what I'm going to do now, but I do know, I'm going to be a mother someday, maybe a wife, and I know I'm going to miss you. You better call me, Buster, or else. I hate to have to call Amy and tell on her husband." She lets goes of Michael's hand and hugs him again

Michael arched an eyebrow, his eyes still closed as he enjoyed the fresh air and sun. "Maybe, huh?"

Michael opened one corner of his eye, grinning. "I wanna make that "maybe" a "Definitely""

Annie smiled, "Let’s get you home before you give birth in my car. It wouldn't be the first time."

Michael opened both his eyes and sighed as he walked toward Brad, pulling him into a hug. "Thank you so much man. You have no idea..."

Brad smiled, returning the embrace. "I think I can guess. You had better take care of her." he said, gesturing to Anne. "And give her a good family."

Annie smiles as she leans against the car

Michael nodded. "Yeah. And you had better start on yours too." He said, smiling. "You didn't go through that whole reversal for nothing."

Brad blinked and nodded. "Yeah..." He looked over at Annie. "You had better give me a discount...if I do wind up expecting, I'm coming to you for prenatal care!"

Annie smiles, "You got it, but it’s not going to be free."

Brad gave a laugh as he touched Michael's belly. "You two had better get going. You have a whole world to explore now."

Annie nods taking Michael's hand, "Come on."

Michael took her hand, that warm, soft hand, and let himself be lead to the small car.



Chapter 11


Michael grinned from ear to ear at the fast food sitting in his lap. "I forgot how good this stuff smelled."

"I should have cleaned off the kitchen table, but this is so much more fun." said Annie looking at him and smiling

Michael shook his head as he took a bite of the burger. "No! No! I like this!" he said, his mouth full.

Annie laughs, "You are so like a kid. I love it."

Michael grinned, a dab of ketchup on his cheek. "Sorry. It's just when you're used to eating stuff that comes out of tin cans, anything seems like a feast."

"It’s okay. I need to go out and buy some toiletries for you." she said as she took her napkin and whipped his cheek

Michael grinned as she wiped his face. "I really wanna take a shower. Feels like it's been forever..."

"Okay. I'll get some towels for you. I think there are some clothes somewhere in my closet for you to wear from my brother in law. Don’t ask. Let’s just say my sister Alice didn't have any room in there closet." She said getting up

Michael nodded as he finished gobbling up his burger with a final sigh of relief. He set a hand on his belly, which was still bare since he left the prison. "How was that kid? Good grub?

Annie smiled as she walked into the hallway and going into her room.

"Hey, what was Joshua talking to you about earlier--you have a Midwife license?" Michael called out.

"Yeah. Come back here. I can’t really hear you." She called out

Michael carefully put the empty wrappers in the bag and tossed it in the garbage as he walked towards the back room. "Where are you?" he called out.

"Last room on the left." she called out from the closet

Michael walked down the hallway to the last room on the left hand side. He grinned as he saw Annie digging through the closet, tossing clothes over her shoulder. He walked up behind her and scooped her up in his arms, kissing her cheek.

Annie smiled, turning around in his arms, putting her arms around his neck and kissing his lips softly, "I'm finally happy."

Michael nodded. "That makes two of us." he whispered in her ear.

Annie puts her hand on his belly and rubs it, "How do you feel?"

Michael gave a small smile. "It won't be long...I think I'm gonna lose that plug..."

Annie nods, "Can you wear these?" She asked holding up some sweats

Michael nodded. "Yeah...they're my size alright. I can fit 'em just fine. And oh thank God they stretch!"

Annie smiles, "Good. Here some towels and a washcloth. I'll clean this up and try to find a razor so you can shave, if you want too."

Michael felt the hair on his face. He had grown so accustomed to his new facial hair; he almost forgot how he looked without it. He gave a grin and nodded. "Thanks. I think I will..."

Annie nods, "Take all the time you want and call me if you need me."

Michael gave her one last kiss as he walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. He grinned at the steam rising up into the small room. He began removing his clothes slowly and caught his reflection in the mirror on the wall. He studied his body intently--having not had a good look at himself in a full mirror like this in years. His physique for the most part remained unchanged from before his lockup. There were a few more muscles here and there, his legs looked leaner...but his belly, now oblong and hanging low was the biggest difference. He set a hand on top of his belly, smiling. "We look a mess, don't we?"

Annie sat on the floor outside her closet folding clothes and smiling at her life, "You were right Mom; I have found the one special guy that will understand and give me the family I want. Although we'll need a bigger house."

Michael let the hot water flow all over his swollen body, the remnants of blood and amniotic fluid, coloring the water at his feet pink. "Ugh...I really needed this wash, huh? You're getting a treat squirt...you're getting more than the others have had--good meal, sunshine, and a bath...Ungh..." he grunted as he felt something pass from his perineum. "That plug...looks like you wanna see the outside sooner than later...Annie!"

Annie heard Michael call, she got up and walked quickly to the bathroom, "What is it?"

"I lost the plug babe. We're looking at about an hour..." Michael said, gesturing to the slime now dripping from his perineum.

Annie nods, "Do you want to deliver on the bed?"

Michael nodded, his hands still resting on the shower wall, the water still beating on his head. "Yeah...but I wanna stay here for a while. Did you wanna wash the baby?"

Annie nodded grabbing the washcloth and gently cleaning his belly, "I'm going to call the Johnsons and then set up the bed."

Michael sighed as he felt her gentle fingers through the washcloth lather and washes his orb. "That feels so good...huh kid?" Almost in reply, the child gave a kick to the front of his belly.

Annie smiles, "He agrees."

Michael grinned. "Don't worry. We'll have our own to fuss over."

Annie nods, kissing him, "Are you going to be okay in here?"

Michael nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine. Were you able to find a razor?" He asked, rinsing himself off under the water.

Annie shook her head, "The only one I have is mine. If you can stand smelling like a woman for the night, you can use it, until we go to the store."

Michael shook his head. "That’s okay. I can wait...I'll just dry myself off and shave tomorrow."

Annie nods, "I'll be in the bedroom."

Michael nodded as he stepped out the shower on the bath mat. He took a towel and began drying himself off, carefully going between his legs, around the creases of his belly, and under his arms. "I smell so...fresh...so...free...” he whispered to himself.

Annie put the phone back on the cradle. Then she stacked pillows on the head of the bed and turned down the sheets and comforter. She puts towels down on the bed.

Michael walked into the bedroom, the largest towel wrapped around his middle. "I kinda figured there was no point in dressing since I would just pull it off again in an hour from now..." he said, smirking.

Annie smiled, "That’s fine. We can lay here and wait if you want. I don’t even know what you were asking me before."

Michael sat at the bed next to her and looked in her eyes. "I was asking about what Joshua was talking about ...you have a midwife’s license?"

Annie nods, "Yeah, but I went to school to be a gynecologist."

"Did that incident make you change your major?" Michael asked.

Annie took his hand and looked at him, "No. As you know I want to be a stay at home wife and mother. It made me want to go to college. I delivered my niece in the back of a car, and I knew then that’s what I wanted to do. I loved helping people bring their babies in the world, so after I graduated, I went ahead and I got my midwife license."

Michael grinned. "Well then, I know what I'm going to do with the money I'm getting...I'm going to help you open a midwife birth center."

Annie looked at him, "No. That money is yours. You can buy that bakery you wanted. It’s your money; don’t go wasting it on me. I can always go back to the hospital and work. That’s where I was before...."

Michael looked at her and held her hands. "Don't worry about that...I'll have plenty left over for that. I want both of us to have our dreams."

"We're going to need a bigger place for both of our dreams." Annie said looking around

Michael nodded. "Yeah...we can do it though..."

Annie nods "Were you serious about marrying me?"

Michael opened his mouth to reply, but gave a loud groan as he shifted on the bed. "Bad...timing..." he moaned as he felt the towel by his crotch get wet.

Annie smiles and looks at the towel “Good Okay. Come on. Let’s get you lying down."

Michael unwrapped the towel and lay down on the bed against the pillows. "This okay?" He said, pulling his knees upright.

Annie got on the foot of the bed, "Good. Like a pro." She said smiling

Michael took several deep breaths as he felt the familiar pressure between his legs. "Oh yeah...and yes, I was absolutely, positively serious..." he said, groaning.

Annie rubbed his knee. "Push."

Michael put his chin to his chest and bore down with the contraction, groaning as he felt the crowning head stretch his perineum. "I...Love...you..." he said through clenched teeth.

Annie grabs a towel, "I love you too. Push hard."

Michael growled as he bore down, feeling more and more of the child’s head pass from him. "I want to make you happy...I want to give you everything I can..." he groaned, arching his back.

Annie sucked out the mucus from the baby's mouth and nose, "I want you to push. Get the shoulders out, Baby."

Michael groaned as he bore down, feeling more and more of the child emerging from his perineum. "I want to give you a family..."

Annie pulled the crying baby out of his perineum, "It’s a girl." she said as she cut the cord and cleaned her off

Michael fell back against the bed, felling tears stream down his face as he felt the rush of relief sweep over his body. "Thought so..."

Annie swaddled her in a towel, "You thought she was a he."

Michael scooped up the newborn and brushed her cheek. "I did...didn't I? I'm sorry kid...forgive me." He said, guiding her open mouth on his dark nipple.

Annie smiled as she began cleaning up

"So..." Michael said, watching her. "What do you say? Is that a yes?"

Annie smiled, "I never actually heard a proposal."

Michael grinned. "Sorry...I would've given one had this little girl not decided to interrupt. Will you marry me?"

Annie sat down beside him and smiled, "Y....E....S."

Michael grinned and leaned in to her, carefully maneuvering the nursing child so he could kiss her on the lips.

Annie leans forward to him so he wouldn't move too much and kissed him on the lips, "Brad has to be in the wedding."

Michael laughed. "Oh yeah..." he groaned, giving a small push as the Placenta was expelled from his body.

"He'll probably end up giving me away." she said getting up and taking the towel with the placenta on it and putting it on in a box

Michael grinned. "You've been planning this..." he said, amused. "I was thinking we could do it as soon as possible...go to the justice of the peace..."

Annie nods "That will be best. I don’t want to plan a big wedding anyway. Not without her."

Michael grinned as he heard the doorbell. He jumped slightly at the sound. "Whoa...what was that?"

Annie laughs, "It’s my doorbell. It needs to be fixed. You want to do the honors and give them the baby?

Michael looked away, shaking his head. "Uh-uh...it may be too soon for them...I don't want them to feel uncomfortable..."

Annie nods taking the baby gently from him, "I'll be right back."

Michael gave a small smile as he handed her the infant. "See ya later kid...have fun."

Annie smiles walking out






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Michael walked back out into the bedroom, the towel wrapped around him. "Feels good to take a good bath after a delivery..."

Annie nods, "How do you feel?" as she sat on the bed

Michael nodded, rubbing his flat belly. "Everything is still tight..."

"The Johnsons sent you something as a thank you gift." Annie said holding up a bag

He walked over and sat down on the bed next to her, taking the bag. "What is it?" He asked, opening it.

"When I called them, they asked what you needed, so I told them." she said smiling

Michael looked her in the eyes. "You mean...they know I'm innocent?"

Annie nods, "Everyone knows, and they think it’s great that you still want to give them a baby."

Michael opened the bag and looked inside. "Electric razor...toiletries...a..." He pulled out a touch screen cellular phone. "A new cell phone?"

Annie nods smiling, "Keep looking Baby."

Michael continued going through the bag, smiling, with tears streaming down his face. "I...I can't believe...why would they go through so much trouble..."

"You gave them closure. What else is in there?" Annie asked looking

Michael grinned and pulled out a small tube. "Coco Butter for Stretch Marks..."

Annie smiles, "I told him that we will be trying to have a baby, the whole nine months, so they sent that."

Michael continued going through the bag. "A jar of jelly belly jelly beans...and..." he gasped as he pulled out a hand written letter folded at the bottom of the bag.

"I didn't know about that." Annie said as she folded her feet under her

Michael opened the letter and unfolded it, a small slip of paper falling out the larger page. "Dear Michael. You have no idea how long it took for us to write this letter to you after Annie told us what happened. My husband and I cried together for hours. To think that you would continue on with giving us our closure, even after it was proved you didn't do it...even after the incident in the courtroom...it is the epitome of kindness and unselfishness. You are an angel, and I wish you and Annie all the love, blessings and well wishes we could possibly provide. As a wedding gift, please see the enclosed check along with the little extras we have included in the bag. Sincerely Amy and Stan Johnson."

Annie sniffled and got up, picking up the check, handing it to him.

Michael unfolds the paper and his eyes budge out of his head. "WHOA!!!! ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME!!"

"What? How much is it? Wait, let me sit down first." She said as she sat down on the bed

Michael handed her the check. "Ten--ten...TEN TH..." he stammered, falling back on the bed.

Annie took the check from his hand, "Oh my God. Ten thousand dollars? I'm holding ten thousand dollar check."

Michael looked up at the ceiling. "This is...wow..wow...wow..."

"Oh Baby once news spreads out....Wow. Wow." Annie said staring at the check in her shaking hand

Michael looked up at Anne, causing the two of them to laugh hysterically. "Can you believe this?!"

Annie laughs "No. No. I can’t."

Michael gently pulled her down to lay next to him and he gently set his forehead on hers, looking in her eyes as he intertwined their fingers. "You know...this...if this is a dream...I don't wanna wake up..."

Annie smiles, "Me neither Baby, me neither."

Michael kissed her deeply on the lips, their tongues now touching each other as he wrapped his arms around her.



Chapter 13

Annie drove past a sign that read, "Providence Memorial Cemetery" as she looked over at Michael and smiled, "I know this isn't a good place to start a sunny day, but I want you to see something."

Michael gave a content sigh as he felt the sun beat on his face. His hands rested on his small round belly.
"I don't mind...I'm free and I'm with you.."

"This is important to me, and I want to share it with you." she said as she put her car in park and turned off the engine in front of rows of tombstones.

Michael nodded as he unfastened his seatbelt and opened the door, stretching. "Then it's important to me too."

Annie smiled as she reached into the backstreet for the bouquet of plastic flowers, unfastened her seatbelt and opened the door. Getting out she looked over the car to him, "How do you feel? Still nauseous?"

Michael shook his head, pulling his shirt down over his belly. "Nah...fifth month...I'm cool."

Annie smiled walking around the car and grabbing his hand, "Thank you for doing this with me." She said as they walked between the stones

Michael smiled feeling he warm hand in his. "Wouldn't have it any other way. Besides...I want to ask for permission before marrying you."

Michael grinned. "It's only proper."

Annie smiled, "You're going to make me cry, with your sweet words." They continued walking until they came in front of a tombstone with the name 'Anderson' on it. "Michael, meet my parents Adam and Abigail Anderson."

Michael stood next to her, looking at the two headstones in front of them. He game a small bow and a small smile.
"Hello...I'm Michael... and...well....I want to marry your daughter. I'm sorry I wasn't able to talk to you two in person...I'm sure you guys were gonna be great in-laws." He gave Annie’s hand a squeeze as he continued. "You guys raised an outstanding girl...smart...intelligent...gorgeous..."

Annie smiled, "They would have loved you too. Although my mother would have called you a name that starts with a name....not a curse word. She changed Brad's name to Adian. She was obsessed with the letter a. My sisters are Alice, Allison and Amy."

Michael gave a small laugh. "We should continue the tradition then..."

Annie smiles, "Okay. We'll stop and get your name changed then."

Michael gave a pained look. "Oh no...no thank you! Michael is fine with me. How about our first kid?"

Annie nods releasing his hand and squatting down in front of the stones, "I guess I'm going to have to call and complain about this again." she said as she pulled weeds in front of her father's grave, revealing the date he passed.

Michael carefully bent down next to her, struggling to keep his balance as he helped her pull the weeds. "You know, I think my dad is out here too..."

"Maybe we should look for him too. Or ask the office when I complain about this." she said as she got down on her knees pulling weeds hard

Michael nodded as he continued pulling, revealing more of the headstones beneath the foliage. "I think I can remember where he is...he had a special request...he wanted to go under an apple tree..."

Annie nodded, "There's one over there. You want to go look before we go to the office?"

Michael nodded. "Yeah...I want to show him my new Teddy bear.." he said grinning.

Annie smiles as she took the plastic flowers bouquet into threes, "Mama, now that I found someone else to talk too, the jerk from the prison, I won’t be coming here as often, but we'll come and see you. You take care of her Daddy, no matter where you are at." she said as she place a kiss on each headstone

Michael gave her a playful shove as he struggled to his feet. "Well...it was an honor meeting the two of you. Your daughter is one in a million...thankfully...but I promise that I will take care of her for the rest of my life and give her the family she's always wanted....even if it means pushing kids out of mentor the next 5 years..." he gave one last bow before looking up at the sunny sky.

Annie smiles putting the two sets of plastic flowers on the graves and handing the last one to Michael, "For your father."

Michael nodded as he looked around the wide cemetery. His eyes soon locked onto a medium sized tree off in the distance. "I think that's it." he said, pointing to the tree. "I think dad is over there. Come on!" he took her hand and carefully led her back on the main path towards the tree.

Annie smiled "What was his name?"

Michael gave a laugh. "Andrew."

"I think we just came up with the name of our first child if it’s a boy." She said following him

Michael nodded as they approached the tree, the apples dangling delicately from the ranches like bright red Christmas adornments. The grave, covered in weeds, just barely covered the name.

Annie bent down pulling the weeds, "Andrew Dawson." She stood up and took his hand

Michael nodded. "Annie...this is my dad...dad, this is my Annie..."

Annie smiled, "Nice to finally meet you. I have heard so many good things about you."

"Hey dad...how have you been?" Michael asked, kneeling down as he started pulling weeds and growth from the headstone. "Sorry I haven't been by often...being falsely jailed, put near death, and giving birth to kids everyday can really clog a schedule...but I'm out now...they finally saw sense. They're even giving me money to start up a bakery/birthing center. I know, wild idea huh? What do you think?"

Annie kneeled down beside him pulling weeds, the wind blowing in their hair, "What did he say?"

Michael gave a small laugh, wiping a tear from his eye as he felt the wind sweep across his face. "He said 'That’s the craziest, hair brained, out of this world idea I have ever heard, and you are the only one who can make it work'--OW!" he yelped as he felt a bright red apple fall squarely on the top of his head. "Oh, and he says to tell you that you are a very nice, cute girl."

Annie smiled kissing the top of his head and picking up the apple, "Thank you. I love your son dearly and I'll take care of him for the rest of my life and beyond."

"Oh and before you ask dad, no, this one isn't ours." Michael said setting a hand on his volleyball sized belly. "This one is for a couple who's going through a rough time. Doing them a favor. Were gonna get started with our family as soon as I'm done, okay? Don't worry, you'll get your grandchildren soon enough. "

Annie smiles rubbing his back, "Mr. Dawson, I'm personally going to make sure someone keeps your area clean and tightly. I can pretty mean when I want too."

Michael gave another yelp as an apple clocked hit his shoulder. "Okay dad...I'll visit more often too. Just look out for our kids when they're born, okay? They need their grandpa."

Annie picked up the apple, "Maybe we need to go before you wind up in the hospital."

Michael grinned as he pulled the last of the vines off. "Yeah...dad can be pretty boisterous...but he's still the greatest.
He taught me so much..." he said, the words choking in his throat as he felt his sight blur with tears. "So...much..."

Annie hugs him and rubs his back, "Thank you, Mr. Dawson, for giving birth to Michael. I can’t imagine my life without him."

A cool breeze swept through the trees causing the leaves to rustle above them. Michael looked up, feeling the cool wind brush his tear stained cheeks. "Yeah...I will dad...thanks..." he said quietly.

Annie takes his hand and turns him around, giving him a hug

Michael felt the embrace of his lover and his father as they stood under the billowing apple tree.




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"No. I don’t think you know what I’m saying." she said as she poked her finger on the counter, "My sisters and I are constantly coming in here, asking you and your guys to not just mow but weed, my father's grave."

"Ma'am as I have explained to you time and again, any landscaping we do around your area is complimentary! The areas where your parents are buried is not within the boundaries of the premium lots and thus only get tended to once a month..."

The curator glared at the couple, shuffling through his papers as he talked, looking non pluses by the outpouring of emotion. "When we agreed to bury your parents for the little bit of money you and your family was able to pull together, you agreed that certain services would be omitted. Daily landscaping is one of them."

"Do I look stupid to you? Do I? Because my mother's grave looks touched, but my father's grave is not. You know, just because the man committed suicide doesn't mean he can’t go untouched. And my future father in law, Andrew Dawson, is like that too, but worse." She folded her arms over her chest, "Care to explain that? Cause he is in the premium lots."

The curator glared at her. "I am not at liberty to discuss the placement of another decedents family. As for your father, his placement is on the line of the premium lot divider. As for your father, I do not personally go out and personally mow the yard or tend the grounds. If you have an issue please go see the head groundskeeper, however he does not speak English."

Annie narrowed her eyes to him, and said "Really? Well that’s stupid. How do you communicate with him, if the man can’t speak English?"

"I don't believe that is any of your concern--" he began, but paused as he heard Michael laugh beside Annie...his belly jumping up and down with each guffaw. "Have I said something amusing?"

Michael gave one last reassuring squeeze of Annie’s hand before scratching his now hairless face. "Oh, nothing much. Just laughing over how naive my fiancé? is. Poor thing doesn't realize that nine times out of ten the head groundskeeper is an illegal immigrant employed by your company...am I right?" he asked, eyebrows shooting upwards.

Michael slowly stood from his chair and began walking towards the door. "Annie, let's not waste the man’s time. We can just talk to the groundskeeper and ask him point blank. My time in jail gave me ample opportunity to learn different languages, so it should be no problem. Oh, and remind me to call the Coroners’ Office too...Correct if I'm wrong, but doesn't State Law have a law against improper treatment of grave sites particularly those relating to military personnel?"

The curator sputtered angrily. "What?! There are no military personal buried here!"

"Major General Albert Applegate. Served with distinction in Operation Desert Storm. Awarded the Purple Heart posthumously. He may not be marked as such, but if you check the records you'll find him there. He was my father’s best friend and an officer in the United States Military. Pursuant to State Law 432.35.1. 'All land and surrounding areas where military personally are buried must be maintained to exacting specifications. Failure to do so will result in fines and/or jail time of the owner and all proprietors not to exceed $250,000 or 10 years imprisonment."

Annie nods as she got up, "You're right Sweetheart. I'm tired of the bull**** excuses I get every time I come here, but you know what, I'm going to talk to him in Spanish. And if you don’t listen and do something, then my fiancé and I will be moving all three of them."

"Language dear...not good for the baby..." Michael said, whispering as he set a hand on his belly. "Nice working with you... Mr. Merryweather." Michael said nodding. "Oh, and dear, what's that number to the discrimination league? Because I do feel that my father is being discriminated against for being a Bearing Male..."
Annie looked straight at the curator, "555-1113."

The curator sighed heavily. "Your parent’s gravesides will be maintained properly..." he muttered.

Michael leaned in and held a hand to his ear. "Eh? What was that?"

Annie ****ed her head to the left, "Excuse me?"

Merryweather gritted his teeth as he said in a clearer voice "Your families’ graves will be maintained on a regular rotation schedule with the others..."

Annie smiled and grabbed her purse, "Good, cause if it’s not in a few days, then we will take action."

"Oh dear...you're being too generous...I'm sure it will be taken care of in...say...twenty four hours?" Michael said pulling out his cell phone.

Merryweathers veins stood up on his head as he nodded. "It will be done..."

Annie nods, "Thank you." She took Michael's hand "Let’s go Sweetheart."

"Yes ma'am Michael said before giving the curator a last bow of his head before the two of them walked out to her car clear of the office.

Annie hit the button on her keychain to unlock the doors. She walked up to the car and stood at the door and started to sob

Michael walked behind her and wrapped his arms around Annie. "We did it sweetness..."

Annie turned around in his arms and sobbed in his shirt

Michael leaned into her and began crying on her shoulder. "I know...I know..."

Annie hiccupped as she sobbed, "Thank you! Thank you."

Michael hiccupped too, giving a small chuckle in between sobs "Thank you for finding me."

Annie nods letting him go to wipe her eyes, "For years, they said it was because Daddy killed himself, and we all were stupid enough to believe it. Until today, I never heard any other excuse."

"You know the truth now..." Michael sniffled. "You challenged it...and now you can move on from it."

Annie nods, "I found him." she whispered looking down

Michael looked down at her and brought her closure. "It's okay..."

"I was thirteen and he had to deal with me and my issues, plus raising four girls. I came home from school. And his truck was home which was odd. He built houses and the basement was his workshop. I walked down the steps and there he was, hanging from the ceiling." she said as she sniffled

Michael's eyes widened in horror. "Did he leave a note..."

Annie reached into the purse and pulled out a wrinkled piece of paper that had been folded over and over it had a small hole in it and she handed it to him, "I kept it, I know it’s stupid after all these years, but it was the one thing that he gave me, that didn't have parts left over."

Michael gave a small chuckle as he took the paper and read the note.

Annie wiped her eyes and sniffled, "You can read it out loud if you want."

"Dear Annie-Bear I am so sorry you had to find me like this. I have been in so much pain these last few months with the death of your mother. It hurts to go on without her. Please know that this is not your fault, nor your sisters. This is just the culmination of my own personal demons coming to a head. I love each of you so much...but I wanna see mama again. Waking up in that bed without her next to me is a pain I can't bear any longer. You will be well taken care of financially. I am so sorry I was not able to be stronger for you girls. I love you all so much and I will be looking down on you for the rest of your lives. Live well, live long. I love you all. Daddy" Michael looked at the note in his hands for a few moments before looking up in Annie’s tear stained face. "Oh Anne..."

".....I love you all so much and I will be looking down on you for the rest of your lives. Live well, live long. I love you all. Daddy' She recited it with him as she cried

Michael embraced her tightly as he too began crying, the tears streaming down his face. "I promise...I'll keep you safe...you will never have to hurt again."

"I know. I'm sorry I know we planned a day out, and if it hadn't been for that jackass in there, we would have. Can we just get a take out and go home?" Annie said looking up at him

Michael nodded. "Sure! But can we take the freeway?" Michael said as he began lifting his shirt over his belly. "We love the fresh air."

Annie nods, "How do you feel?"

Michael gave a grin. "I'm fine. I'm a little hungry though..."

Annie gives him a quick kiss, "Let’s go feed you two."

Michael grinned as he sat down in the seat of the car; immediately rolling down the window.


Chapter 15

Her eyes were closed, but her mouth and tongue was busy with his, as Annie moaned putting her hand up his shirt, rubbing his small round child filled belly and her leg over his.

Michael kissed her passionately, feeling her tongue intertwine with his as his hands traveled up and down her body. He let out a soft moan as she ran a finger through his hair.

Annie laid back on the bed and gently pulled him on top of her, not breaking the kiss.

Michael looked in her longing eyes as he felt her gentle yet strong grip pull him on top of her. His belly was now touching her bare flat stomach as he continued kissing her.

"Oh God yes, right there." Annie said breathlessly as he sucked on her neck

Michael kissed up and down her neck, the sweet taste of her skin coating his tongue. He gave another deep moan as here felt her hands gently caress his lower belly.

Annie's eyes went wide as she felt the unborn baby move under her hand and gently pushed him off of her

Michael felt his body roll over to one side, his face showing a touch of disappointment. "Kid moved."

Annie caught her breath, "Sorry. It brought me back to reality. We can’t."

Michael gave a sigh as he sat up in the bed. "Yeah...I hear ya..."

"We could when we get pregnant with a normal pregnancy, but if we did now, then you could possibly miscarry." said Annie

"But I'm at full term though..." he said, rubbing his belly as he studied the clock. "But yeah...don't risk it, I know..."

Annie took his hand and laid her head on his chest, "Do you know you're amazing?"

Michael gave a lazy grin as he Ran his fingers gently on her shoulders. "You are awesome...wow...I never felt so...so..."

Annie smiles, "Me neither. I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone, even Bo Duke and I was five years old."

"Bo Duke?"

Annie looked at him, "Dukes Of Hazzard. It was a TV show back in the 80s."

"Oh..."Michael said chuckling. "I suppose being out for five years will--mmm..." he moaned, shifting slightly as he felt the familiar sticky sensation between his legs. "Plug again..."

"Well, that’s my cue to be doctor. I'm going to get what I need," She got up "Why don’t you undress and lay down?"

Michael shook his head. "Can you be my wife this time?"

Annie smiles nodding "Come on. Let’s lay you down."

Michael pulled off his pants and laid down on the bed, sighing as the contraction fades. "Number five...whew...come on..."

Annie took his hand and wiped his forehead and neck with a towel

Michael nodded as he felt the cool towel on his head. "That feels awesome. Hey, tomorrow...let's do.." His last word was drawn out in a groan as a contraction squeezed him inside.

Annie rubs his belly, "Listen to me. I want you to breathe"

Michael began breathing deeply as he felt the contraction squeeze the child downwards. "I...want...to...marry...you...tomorrow..." he panted.

Annie sat down on the edge of the bed, "Baby, I'm going to marry you. I will marry you, but tomorrow seems so soon. I need a dress, you need a suit."

Michael heaved a sigh as the contraction faded. "Okay...okay...I just want us to make it official.”

Annie smiled, "In my eyes, we already are. Maybe after the final baby, we'll run down to the courthouse, but I do want to wear a dress and you in a suit. Plus we'll need rings."

Michael groaned as he felt the contraction build up again. "Sunday is the last one right? Good timing..."

Annie held his hand, "Breathe Baby."

Michael continued breathing

As he felt the familiar burn around his perineum. "Whoa boy...here we go..."

Annie sat on the bed and took his hand once again, "Listen to me, I want you to push for tens seconds and then rest."

Michael nodded as he bore down, the familiar burn growing as more and more of the top of the Childs head emerged past his perineum.

Annie held his hand and counted to ten, "Good. Rest." She took the cool towel and wipes his forehead, neck, and chest

Michael groaned loudly as he felt the fifth child stretch his perineum. "Man this really doesn't get easier." he groaned.

Annie smiles, "You're doing good."

Michael nodded. "Thanks...I like it this way..." he sighed as the contraction ebbed. "Did you text the Smiths?"

Annie nods rubbing his belly

Michael nods. "We do the park tomorrow?" He said, feeling the contraction build up.

"Yes we will." said Annie taking his hand again

Michael gave a loud yell as he felt the child’s head emerge from his perineum. "OW..." he groaned, his fingers brushing against the child’s head. "Hey there..."

Annie smiles, "This is the first time I ever seen a baby born with its eyes opened."

"Sorry for the lousy view, kid. I know it's not the most welcoming sight, my junk hanging over you...so let's get this wrapped up..." Michael said, feeling the contraction build up. "Here we go."

Annie grabs his hand, "Push hard Baby."

Michael groaned as the burn increased with the emerging shoulders. He panted as he felt the wide blades pass through his swollen perineum lips. His face scrunched into a scowl as he bore down, reaching between his legs and picking up the emerging baby as he strained, giving a last yell as he pushed the remainder of the child in his hands, which he then laid on his chest.

Annie smiled and kisses his lips softly, "That seemed to be harder for you now." she said as she walked into the bathroom and grabbed a towel

Michael nodded, looking at the crying infant in his arms. "Yeah, this one was a little fatty..." he said softly as he stroked the newborns cheek.

Annie smiled, "He or she is a cutie pie." she said as she wiped the amniotic fluid and blood off, "What is it?"

As the newborn opened its mouth, Michael gently maneuvered it onto his dark nipple. Wincing as the infant began nursing, Michael's face soon relaxed and looked between the newborns legs. "It's a boy."

Annie smiled and looked at him, "We'll have to get you some cream to put on your nipples."

Michael gave a nod as his brow furrowed. "Whoop...here comes your luggage kid."

Annie lays down the towel between his legs and massages his belly

Michael gave a push as he felt the afterbirth fill his perineum. With a grunt, it flowed out of his body, the remainder of the maternal blood flowing out of him as his swollen lips slowly started returning to their former firmness.

"Good. Its looks very healthy. A little big, but that’s normal with the size of him." She picks up the towel and takes it in the bathroom as the doorbell rings.

Michael looked down at the nursing infant who had just detached as the doorbell rang. "Okay kid...time to meet your parents..." he sighed, giving a small smile. "Be good, okay?"

Annie gently took the baby and smiled, "You just rest Baby. I'll be back in a moment."

Michael nodded, laying against the pillows, his eyes half opened.

Annie walked back into the room, seeing her fiancé’s sleeping peacefully. She grabbed the blanket on the back of the chair and covered him up, then crawled up beside him

Michael felt her warm body next to him, her sweet, gentle scent filling his nose. He slowly opened his eyes and looked over at her. "You got number six?" He asked, groggily.

Annie looked at him, "You ready for it?"

Michael felt his now taught belly, moving his hand below his manhood to his perineum, which was now taught and firm again. "Yeah...everything is firmed up..."

Annie nods getting up and going into the bathroom, "I can’t wait till we get pregnant with our own for the whole nine months. You'll be complaining that everything won’t go back to normal."

Michael gave a small chuckle. "So you look forward to that, do ya?"

"I look forward to anything that has to do with you and me. Relax for me." said Annie as she got the needle ready

Michael gave several deep breaths, his body relaxing. "Today is Saturday, huh? Right on schedule...this has to be the most interesting week I've had in a while..."

Annie gave him the shot, "Me too. Just last Saturday I was alone doctor who wanted to kill you myself."

Michael gave a small wince as he felt the injection, the liquid filling his body. "Okay number six...Implant and start growing because we're going to the park tomorrow."

Annie chuckles, "Stop being impatient." She took the use needle and put it on the dresser. Climbing into bed she laid down next to him, and putting her head on his chest and her hand on his belly

Michael's eyelids suddenly felt heavy as he felt his fiancé’s warm touch on his body. "So...this is what it feels like..." he mumbled.

Annie smiles looking up and whispered, "Yep this is what’s its like to be happy and in love."






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Michael felt the small, cool fingers on his bare belly. His eyes flew open at the touch. "Huh? What? Who are you?"

The young girl looked up at him and grinned. "Your tummy looks funny, mister!" She said, giggling, patting on his belly.

Michael blinked as he looked around. He was sitting on a blanket laid out underneath a large tree. "Oh...we went to the park..."

"My name is Amanda! It's nice to meet you!" The little girl said, grinning.

Annie stood at her car and looked over to where she left Michael and smiled as he was talking to a little girl.

"I'm Michael. Nice to meet you too." Michael said with a grin.

"Your tummy is big," Amanda said, gawking at him. "Reeeealy big!"

Michael looked down at his stomach. Since being freed, he has taken the habit of folding up the lower half of his shirt. "Well...my tummy is big because there's a baby in here." Michael explained, hoping against hope that

Amanda's mom wouldn't run up and think the worst of him.

Amanda's eyes went wide. "REALLY?! No way!" She said, laughing. "Mommy said that some boys can have babies, but I never seen it before!"

Annie smiled as she watched Michael and the little girl

Michael nodded. "Yep. I'm one of them. I have some special parts in me that lets me have babies. It's a little weird, huh?"

Amanda nodded. "Yeah...I go to school with some boys, and some of them have to go to the doctor a lot than the others. The boys that don't have to go make fun of the ones that do and call them names. Some of them cry a lot."

Michael nodded. "Yeah sometimes they do. I had that happen a lot to me when I was in school. But I didn't let it bother me. You wanna know why?"

Amanda nodded her head, her golden pigtails whipping around.

Michael smiled. "Because I could do something that they couldn't do. I got to get out of class earlier than the others. When I felt sick, I could call my dad and he would check me out of school for the rest of the day and we would have fun."

Amanda grinned. "Does it hurt to have a baby in you?"

Michael gave a laugh. "Sometimes. My skin hurts a little when it stretches as the baby grows. But a lot of the time, it just feels really weird and cool. Especially when the baby moves."

Annie smiles as she starts walking up

Amanda's eyes widened. "It can move?"

Michael nodded as he moved her small hand to a lump that was starting to rise from the stretched skin on his belly. "Yep. Right on time, feel that?"

Amanda giggled as she felt the skin push up in response to her touch. "It feels funny!"

Annie walked up and smiled, "Hey." she said as she sat down next to him

Amanda looked up at Anne and grinned. "You wanted to feel the baby move too, ma'am?" she asked innocently.

Michael laughed, his belly jumping with each guffaw. "Amanda, this is my fiancée, Anne. Anne, this is my new little friend Amanda."

Annie smiles, "Nice to meet you, Amanda."

"Nice to meet you!" Amanda chirped.

"Amanda!!! There you are! What in the world are you doing over here! I thought you were going to play by the--" A blonde woman, looking only a few years older than Michael and Anne came running up, pulling her purse on her shoulder. "Oh, I'm so sorry. My daughter tends to run off without me at times. I hope she didn't bother you."

Annie looked up and smiled, "She was just feeling my fiancé’s belly. She was no bother."

"Yeah, she wasn't bugging me at all. I would still be asleep if it wasn't for her. We were just having little talk." Michael added, sharing a grin with Amanda.

The mother gave a relieved sigh. "Oh, thank goodness. I'm so sorry again. She does have a habit of being friendly with just about anyone she meets. I like to say she's a better judge of character than either myself or my husband."

She looked down at Amanda. "Go wait in the car, okay? I'll be there in one minute. Daddy is there, and we're going for ice cream later!"

Amanda smiled from ear to ear. "Yay! Ice cream! Ice cream!" She turned back to Michael. "Did you want to come with us?"

Michael laughed and shook his head. "No, it's okay. You go on ahead, and maybe the next time we're here, we can play and talk again, okay?"

Amanda nodded and, catching Michael completely off guard, she ran toward him and gave him a big hug around his middle, giggling.

Michael blinked for a second, but then smiled as he returned the hug. "You're a cool kid, you know that?" Michael said as the two separated.

Amanda grinned as she hugged Annie around her waist. "Bye-bye! It was nice meeting you!" She chirped.

Annie returned the hug, "It was nice meeting you Sweetheart."

Amanda's mother smiled as she watched her daughter run toward the car where a man sat in the driver’s seat, blinking in confusion.

"He's probably wondering why his young daughter is hugging two complete strangers." Michael said, laughing.

Amanda's mom shook her head. "He's probably wondering if he'll look like you when he starts to show."

Michael gawked. "You mean he's--"

"Yep. We just got the blood test results today. He's two months." Amanda's mom said, smiling. "We kind of had a deal--I would have our first, he would have the second. We're gonna tell Amanda today. She's gonna be so happy."

Annie smiles, "Congratulations. Just knowing her five minutes, I can tell she will be extremely happy and excited."

"She'll make a great big sister." Michael said, nodding.

The woman nodded as she smiled. "I hope so. I had better get going. It was nice meeting you two!" With a small bow, she turned back to the car where her daughter and husband waited.

Michael smiled as he touched the spot where Amanda's hand was. "Cute kid, huh?"

Annie smiled, "Yeah. She reminds me of Samantha Miller. Looks almost like her."

Michael blinked. "Who again?"

Annie took a deep breath and let it out slowly, "Samantha Miller was the six year old that Mikey brutally murdered and hung her lifeless body on the swing set using the chains at the park on Richmond Street. Baby Number 7."

Michael gasped. the memory of that day in court...the look on the mothers face as the District Attorney put the crime scene photos on the projector. That young girl with the gold pigtails...her bloodied body swinging from the top bar of the swing. Her eyes open and glossed over, the look of utmost horror on her death-frozen face...Michael put his head in his hands, feeling his eyes burn with tears, his back heave up and down with his loud sobs.

Annie looked at him and rubbed his back, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring it up."

Michael sniffled, wiping his eyes on his shirt. "I...I'm okay...it's just...it was a hard time."

Annie rubbed his back, "I know Baby, I was there too. That picture is burned in my memory forever. But we dont have to worry about anything right now, Mikey will be getting his."

Michael nodded, leaning against her. "I know...I know..."

Annie kissed his forehead, "No you don’t. You don’t know what he is getting."

Michael looked into her brown eyes. "What do you mean?"

Annie chewed on her bottom lip, "You know the errand I had to run real quick?"

"The one that left me here to be tummy-rubbed by a kid?" Michael said, his mouth quirked up in a small grin.

Annie smiled and nods, "Yeah that one. I went to see Brad at the jail, because I noticed that you and him are built alike. So I went to measure him to get you a suit for the wedding."

Michael's eyes widened. "Really? You mean..."

Annie smiled, "No, he's not, but no offense I couldn't measure you for a suit with your belly like it is. So I used him. He whined about it. Like that was the first time I forced him to play dress up, cause it’s not."

Michael's eyes twinkled before he started laughing hysterically, causing several passers buy to look at him, whispering. "You're joking!"

Annie laughed, "No. I forced him to wear my prom dress so I can hem it up. Hello! He was my date, he had to contribute something before we went."

Michael continued laughing, nearly rolling on the grassy turf.

Annie laughed, "Anyway, while I was there, Karen Miller was there talking to the new jail doctor."

Michael's laughter died down as he sat back up against the tree. "Really? What's going on?"

"She wants Mikey to be implanted with the seventh baby and give birth to it, before he dies by lethal injection." said Annie looking at him in his green eyes

Michael looked in her chocolate brown eyes. "Wait...you mean...Mikey...he is...he has..."

Annie nods, "Yeah. He is just like you."

Michael set a hand on his bare belly. "I want to see him. Anne, I know what you're gonna say...but...I want to see him."

Annie nods taking his free hand "I knew you were going to say that, but you don’t know what I'm going to say."

Michael nodded. "Sorry..."

Annie looked down at his hand and then looked up at him, "They want me to bring the syringe early tomorrow morning. I told them that we want to see him first, before the injection. Brad said that any of the victim's family that want to witness the execution, they can, which includes you," she points to him, "and me" she points to herself

Michael nodded. "Yes. Yes..." He said nodding.


Chapter 17

A chill went up Michael's spine as he walked down the familiar cement halls, their escort, Joshua, walking alongside him. "Place still gives me the willies." he muttered, squeezing Anne's hand.

Annie squeeze his hand and tried not to bite her nails, as she was more nervous then she realized, "Me too. At least you’re not pregnant and in here again, that’s a good thing."

Michael set a hand on his eight month swelled belly and sighed. "Yeah...at least at the end of the day, I will go home and give birth."

Joshua looked through the small window by a large door and nodded. "He's secured to the chair--arms and legs. He has no idea what's going to happen aside from the execution."

Joshua turned to face the young couple. "If you feel threatened, you can defend yourselves up to three times." he said, looking at them both. "I can't allow any more than that. Understood?”

Annie nods slowly, feeling more and more nervous as she squeezed Michael's hand, "They took my purse that has my nail file in it, so I can’t stab him. Damn."

Michael gave a small chuckle as Joshua keyed in a code on the wall and placed his palm on a scanner.

"Wait." said Annie as she looked up at Michael pulling his arm back

Michael looked at her, those brown eyes showing her fear. "Ready?"

Annie shook her head with tears in her eyes, "I have been waiting twenty years to see him, twenty years to say what I want to say, but right now I'm so nervous I could vomit. Please don’t leave my side."

Michael pulled her in a strong bear hug. "Never. Never again will you be alone." he whispered in her ear.

Annie nods taking a deep breath, "I'm ready when you are. Just don’t let go of my hand."

Michael nodded. "You got it. Just don't let go of mine either."

Annie nods, "We're ready."

Joshua nodded and turned the handle on the door.


Mikey lifted his head up from his chest as he heard the lock click. His dark black eyes locked onto Annie and Michael as they walked in towards the table where he sat, shackled. He made no sound as he saw the two of them stand on the opposite end of the small table.

Annie looked in his cold eyes and quickly looking down, remembering those eyes that took her life away twenty years ago.

Michael felt a chill in his blood as his eyes held Mikey's eyes. The memories of their childhood, the abuse...the nightly violations...their adult hood...the control...the frame-up...

"So...do you still scream?" Mikey asked, his face void of emotion, his tone low and threatening.

Mikey turned his attention to the guard in the room. "Your friend here...whenever I would pound him late at night in his room...when my hard prick jammed inside that freak hole of his...he would scream like a little bitch..."

"Remember that Michael...remember that big purple head...that long, thick shaft jamming into your waiting snatch...those thick veins pulsing inside you...my white hot cream filling you up..." Mikey sneered. "You used to scream a lot the first couple times. You had a lot of **** in you...but I know you preferred mine the best." His gaze went to Annie. "I know she did."

Annie dug her nails into Michael's hand as she controlled herself from going to across the table and smashing his head on the table

Michael felt the words stab into his heart...his body numb and growing hot as he felt Anne's nails dig into his hand. "You're the same as I am...you have one too...you knew...you knew it...and so you hid it. You hid it from everyone."

Mikey's eyes narrowed and returned to Michael's green.

"You were terrified. You were scared that they were going to find out...the absences from school...the hesitation to dress out in school...it all adds up," Michael said, leaning forward. "You were afraid they were going to find you...and they were going to screw you like they screwed me; even more so because you hid it from them. A Closeted Bearer Male trying to blend in with regular non-bearer males. So you picked me to be your bitch. You figured if you dominated me, it would take any thoughts away from you..."

Mikey spat in his face, his face twisted and contorted into a snarl. "YOU ****ING FREAK OF NATURE! I'm NOBODY'S BITCH!!"

Michael reacted instinctively, his fist flying through the air, connecting to Mikey's jaw. His grip on Anne's hand tightened. "Yeah, *******...I'm a freak...a freak of nature...but you know what...this freak...this freak has something you will never have."

"What, that whore?" Mikey said, laughing, gesturing to Anne. "Too late...I had her...and her mother. Remember that night baby? That night when the Big Show came through your town?"

Annie left go of Michael's hand, as she took one long stride over to him. "You Bastard!" she yelled as she took his dirty scraggy face in her hand. Her new nails that she got done for the wedding digging in his face cause little specks of blood to rise. "She did nothing to you. Nothing. Neither did I and you took it all away."

Michael reached out and took her hand with that gentle yet firm pressure. "Annie! I'm not letting go."

"Let me at him." she said through gritted teeth as she stared at the person....the creature that took her world away

Mikey hissed in pain as he felt her nails dig into his flesh. "You wanna know why I did it? You wanna know why? Because I got off on it. I got off on taking...because I've had taken from me. My manhood...taken from me since birth. I wanted to take from someone else...I wanted to steal...snatch...rob...that's why...I got off on seeing you lying there under me...trembling as I removed your panties...screaming as I tore through you...Sure your mom was good, but she was too baggy...I wanted someone fresh...young...new..."

Michael kept his grip firm on Anne's wrist as he felt her struggle against it. "NO! NO! You know what's going to happen!"

Mikey leaned back in the chair, oblivious to the wounds inflicted on him. "Yeah...you know what's gonna happen...you're gonna have memories about that night. That night that I went at it so hard...your mom begged me at the end..."Please don't do it! Not my daughter! Take me instead! I'll let you do it to me!" Yeah, right...I don't like it all loose and used like hers...I wanted yours...nice...tight...your bitch mom was just an...after dinner mint."

Michael slammed a fist down on the table. "What about the others?! What did they do?! What made them so worthless that you had to kill them?!" He demanded.

"Oh ho..." Mikey sneered. "Look who grew a pair. Like I'll tell you. Put two and two together and you'll figure it out, you're so bright."

Annie looked at him, "You son of a bitch. Get that ****ing smug look off your face. Why the six year old little girl? Was a twelve year old girl not enough for you?" she said trying not to attack him again

Mikey leaned in toward her, reaching as far as the restraints allowed. "Make me, sweet meat." he whispered. "And no...she was only jerk off material...the other six...now they...they were the hot sticky, thick loads that I score for--"

Michael's eyes widened. "You son of a bitch...that's why you kill them, isn't it..." He kicked the chair back against the wall with a loud bang. For the first time, he let go of Annie's hand and slammed them both down on the table.

"The fifty six year old male, the twenty three year old son, the sixty eight year old grandfather, the thirty four year old brother...they were bearer males, weren’t they?! Just like you--Just like ME..."

Mikey's face twisted into a look of rage and horror. "Y-you..."

"The sixteen year old daughter...was the product of a birther...as was the fifty five year old mother...and the six year old girl...they were given birth to by their fathers...you couldn't get to the father, so you killed the product...you sick prick..." Michael growled. "It all makes sense now..."

Annie looked at him, "Then why my mom? Why me?" she whispered

Mikey looked livid, his face beet red. "Y-you dirty mother--"

Michael got up and slammed his fist in his stomach, causing Mikey to double over, coughing, his restraints clattered loudly but held firm as he made an instinctive reaction to cover his belly. "They were birther supporters..."

Annie gently grabbed Michael's arm and gave him a little smile, "Let me take care of him. I need to do this. You sit down." she said softly with tears in her eyes

Michael sat down in the chair, feeling his body slowly relax at her touch. "Go ahead dear."

Mikey sneered. "Yeah, go ahead dear...let the head bitch talk."

Annie stood at the table, in front of him when her hands on the table. "I get it now. You...you were pissed at the people that were bearer males and the people that came from birthers, because you were one too. But twenty years ago, you were pissed at your own mother for dumping you into an orphanage. You were in the park and you saw a woman, so you thought you could kill her, right after she told you the time. That was your plan, but I remember the look....I remember the look on your face when you saw me, and you knew your plan was ruined."

Mikey glared at her. "You think you are hot ****, huh?"

Annie glared back at him as she walked closure to him, "I'm right. I know. You tied me up to a carrousel horse and taped my eyes open to force me to watch you beat my mother, raped her, and then you cut her throat. I can see it to this day. I can still hear my mother screaming and withering in pain. Then you came after me, so you wouldn't have any witnesses."

Mikey kept his eyes locked on hers. "So what if I did..."

Annie looked at him, the nervousness and fear from earlier gone away, "You beat me until you thought I was unconscious, then you ripped off my....my clothes and raped me over and over and over, until the pain was so bad I blacked out. You thought I was dead and you ran away."

Mikey continued his glare at her, his mouth quirking up ever so slightly in a grin. "I really should've completed the job...but I had to go...but...it would've really made me cum to see your blood dripping from my knife..."

Annie grabbed his hair yanking it so he would be looking at her, "I was twelve years old! I was a kid. You....you took my childhood away from me. You took puberty away from me. I was twelve years old and had a hysterectomy. You took the one person I truly loved. You took the one thing I always wanted. You're a bastard and I hope you rot in hell." Annie yelled at him and then reared her fist back and hit him in the nose causing blood to pour out

Joshua gave a step forward and whispered. "That's three. I can't let you have any more."

"Ow!" Annie said as she tried to move her hand, "I'm not finished with him yet!" she yelled as she started after him again

Mikey sneered, the blood gushing down his nose across his mouth. He suddenly spat in her face, peppering her skin with the red drops before he started laughing. "Let me rot...I'm still in your mind. Your snatch is still hollow...Your innocence is gone."

Michael stood quickly and grabbed her other hand. "No, No! You could be arrested. Don't play his game. Don't fall into it."

"Let go of me." Annie snatched her hand away as she started whipped her face and started crying. She ran out of the room running into Brad, hitting his shoulder as she ran into the down the hall.

Brad looked down in her face, noticing the red drops. "Hey, hey there...you had the meeting with Mikey, didn't you?"

"Just let me go." Annie said as she ran down the hallway as Michael appeared at the doorway

"Annie..." he said, wrapping his strong arms around her. "I'm not letting go. I'm not going to let you go."

Annie sobbed in his shirt so loudly after a few minutes she was getting hoarse

Michael continued to hold her in his strong arms, gently rocking her, stroking her hair, feeling his own eyes sting with tears. "You know...you know now..."

Annie looked up at him with swollen eyes, and tears still flowing down her cheeks, "I want to go home. I want to go home."




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Chapter 18


Michael looked up at his fiancé’s face, a few trace flecks of blood still on her face which was still puffy from crying at the jail. "The execution is scheduled for this time tomorrow...he'll give birth to the seventh and then be put down."

Annie nods and sniffled, "Then it will be all over. Thank God."

Michael looked at the dashboard clock as they drove. "I have a surprise for you...I was saving it because I thought you would need it..."

Annie smiled, "What? Keep in mind, I feel like hell and look like crap. My hand is throbbing."

Michael nodded. "Don't worry, you'll forget all about it in a few minutes. Keep going straight, then make a right turn."

Annie looked at him, "Where are we going?"

Michael gave a grin. "You'll see...it's also an explanation as to who I've been texting and calling all this time."

Annie nodded as she kept driving

Michael grinned as they got closure to their destination. "Okay, now, make a right here and stop in front of the tree here."

Annie nods doing what he said, "Where are we?" she asked as she looked around

Michael opened the door and stepped outside, looking up at the three story red brick building with large front windows. The streetlights outside were shining brightly, illuminating the building. "We...are home...and at work."

Annie looked at him as she slowly opened the door and got out, "What?"

Michael grinned brightly, his smile shining in the light as he produced a set of keys. "This...is our new house...and our new bakery...and our new birth center."

Annie's mouth opened shockingly, "What?"

Michael walked around and took her hand, leading her up the sidewalk to the front door. "Come on, lemme show you. You're not going to believe the luck." He stuck the key in the lock and opened the door. "Remember number four’s parents? The old couple who lost their daughter?"

"Yeah." Annie said shockingly as she followed him

Michael flipped a switch revealing a spacious front area, spotlessly clean, yet empty. The shelves were bare, save for a few antique bottles, and the counter was polished to a brilliant shine. "Well, as it turns out, they owned this bakery for years, and they only just put it up on the market. The other day, they called my phone and asked if we would be interested..."

Michael led her down a hall and flipped another switch, revealing a large kitchen, replete with baking equipment. "I told them yes and asked them how much. You won't believe...you just won't believe. Oh, this is the kitchen."

Annie looked around speechless as she touched the marble counter with her good hand, "This is beautiful."

"There's more, hang on..." Michael said, gently leading her towards a door. With another flip of the switch, a wide stairwell was revealed. "Up to the second floor, my dear."

Annie nods as she followed him

After a few steps, they reached a landing. Michael pulled out his keys again and unlocked a door revealing a small apartment like area. "Welcome to your birth clinic." he announced, flipping a switch, illuminating the wide open area, the windows showing the twinkling stars beyond. "It may be a bit big, but we can adjust as time goes on."

Annie felt tears come to her eyes as her mouth went wide open in shock, "Its exactly what I want.. Thank you." she said as she turned around and hugged him

Michael embraced her, kissing the side of her face gently. "You haven't even seen the second to best part." He said in her ear.

Annie pulled back, "There's more?"

"Of course. I still have to show you our place." Michael said, grinning as he lead her back to the stairwell. "Up at the top."

"Is there an elevator cause I don’t want you climbing all these steps when we're pregnant again." she said as she followed him

Michael nodded. "Yeah, it's in the back of the building. It works and everything. Don't worry about me...I'm fin--" his words got cut off with a small grunt. "We better make the tour quick. I just lost my plug."

Annie looked at him, "Honey, I don’t think you're going to make it across town to give birth."

Michael nodded his head. "I kinda figured that...the upstairs bathroom has a few extra towels and running water. Come on. I wanna show you the rest before I'm in too much pain to care." He took her hand and led her up the last couple stairs to the top floor. He unlocked the door and flipped the switch to reveal a large apartment, semi-furnished with large skylights shining in the bright moonlight and showing the starry sky above.

Annie put her hand to her mouth as she looked around, "Its beautiful. This is ours?"

"Yup." Michael said, leading her inside and walking around the large living room. "Four bedrooms, one master bedroom, three and a half bathrooms, large kitchen...the works."

Annie turned around and took his face in her hands, "I love you."

Michael echoed the gesture, feeling her skin in his hands. "And I love you too. I did this all for you...and for our kids."

Annie hugged him, "And I thought you were going to get me a ring, instead you gave us a home and places to work."

Michael reached in his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box. "I had Brad get this for me. He knew your size...and what kind of setting you would like. He sent me a picture, and I had him get it for me..."

Annie took a step back as she put her hand over her mouth and started crying, "I kept thinking you forgot or you didn't want to give me one."

Slowly, and with a lot of grunting, Michael slowly got down on one knee. After a few stumbles, he then got down on both knees, assuming a kneeling position in front of Annie as he opened the box and held it up revealing a diamond ring. "I know people normally do it on one knee, but I love you so much...and my balance is so far off, two will have to do. Annie...will you marry me?"

Annie looked at him as she cries and smiles, "Yes. Yes I will." she nodded

Michael looked up at her and grinned from ear to ear. "Thank you...thank you so much. Umm...can you please..."

"I assume you want me to help you up." Annie said as wiped her eyes

Michael nodded. "If it's not too much trouble..."

"Its not." Annie took his hand and pulled him up with her good hand

Michael grinned sheepishly as he stood to his feet and gave a groan as he felt the familiar wetness between his legs. "Oh crap...looks like this is it."

"You should have stayed down there. Let’s go into the bathroom." Annie took his hand with her swollen hand

Michael nodded and looked at her with a small smirk. "Umm...do you know where the bathroom is?" he asked.

Annie looked at him, and narrowed her eyes at him, "No."

Michael gave a small laugh and pointed. "Over there, last door.

Annie nods as she walks with him there, "I hate to already sound like a nagging wife, but when you can, I want my ring with you on one knee." She looks at him and smiles

Michael winced as he felt the contraction build up. "Yes dear."

Annie smiles, "Its only fair especially when i tell the story of our engagement, and people are going to wonder why you didn't get down on one knee. Oh wow. Is this the master bathroom?" she asked as they walked into the bathroom

Michael nodded, breathing deeply as he flipped a light switch. The master bathroom was wide with tile floors and marble double sinks. Along with a large shower stall, there was also a wide, deep tub. The ceiling also had a glass dome showing the twinkling night sky.

Annie looked around and smiled, "Its beautiful. I love the double sinks. Sorry. Okay. Do you want to lie down?"

Michael nodded. "Yeah...sure...oh good grief, the first kid born here...some christening..."

Annie smiles as she helps him on the floor, "Don’t worry. We'll christen the shower and the tub. Just you and me."

Michael groaned as he felt another contraction build up. "Hey...this is the last one I'm doing, isn't it?"

Annie nods smiling, "Yes Baby, until we decide to start a family and then its the whole nine months."

Michael groaned as he started removing his pants, feeling the cool tile on his bare skin. "Well kid...looks like you're gonna be the first one born in here." he said, giving his belly one final rub before a contraction washed over him.

Michael put his chin to his chest and bore down, straining as the head began to peek from the folds of his perineum.

Annie grabbed a towel and put it under him as she counted to ten, "Good Baby. Good. Rest."

Michael gasped for air as he felt the contraction ebb. He put his hand between his legs to feel the emerging head. "Yep...that's you all right..."

Annie smiled as she rubbed his knee, "He or she has red hair."

"Oh, so you're a ginger, huh?" Michael said, giving a weak chuckle. "Well then...let's see what else we can find out..." Michael groaned as he felt his belly flex with a contraction and once again, he put chin to chest and began bearing down, keeping his jaw set as he felt his perineum stretch and burn with the child emerging from within him.

Annie grabbed another towel, "You're a natural at this. That was a great push."

Michael panted as he felt the contraction fade. "After six times, I dang well better be...the burning...man...this part still sucks with the burning..."

Annie nodded, "I know you do. You're doing so good."

Michael continued pushing, his face flushed red as he bore down, the child’s head slowly emerging more and more past his stretched perineum. He let out a loud yell and gasp as he felt the familiar relief of the head finally passing out of him.

Annie looks at him, "Breathe Baby. You are doing so good. Just breathe."

Michael panted as he let his hand touch the head of the emerging child. "Oh, your head is like a freaking rock..." he groaned, giving a small chuckle.

Annie smiled, "You want to do this or should I?"

Michael nodded. "No...you go ahead...this is your project..." he felt the contraction build up again as he pushed down, giving a small groan as he felt the burning from his perineum with the slow emerging shoulders. "Come on...come on out..."

Annie put the towel under the baby, "Keep pushing."

Michael gave a loud groan as he finally felt the shoulders pass out of him. He continued pushing, feeling the chest, belly, waist and with a last yell, the 6th child finally emerged from his body, the remaining maternal blood gushing behind it.

Annie pulled the baby out of him, "Its a boy." She announced holding him up

Michael gave a half sob half laugh as he took the newborn boy and laid him on his chest. "Hey there...hey there...welcome to the world...I think you're the first redhead..."

Annie cleaned him off while he was in Michael's arms and wrapped him up, "He is. Oh crap, I left my cell in the car. I have to call the Donaldson's." She gets up "You going to be okay?"

Michael nodded as he started stroking the crying newborns cheek. "Oh yeah...we'll be fine. The elevator is by the back wall...Cant' miss it."

Annie nodded bending down and giving him a soft kiss on the lips, "I love you."

Michael returned the kiss, wincing slightly as the newborn latched onto his dark nipple. "I love you too..."



Chapter 19

Mikey's face was a blank slate as the guards at either end of him lead him down the hall, his steps short and noisy as the chains around his ankles jangled loudly. his arms were chained by the wrists in front of his large, swollen belly.

The guards lead Mikey past several cells into a small room with a small bed in the center.

"What the hell is this?" Mikey said as one of the guards unshackled his legs and began lowering his pants and underwear. "Is this a new last request I can have? One last screw before I die?"

Annie took a deep breath, as she and Michael stood in the hall, "Are you sure you want to do this? We can let Dr Lambert deliver the baby."

Michael shook his head. "No...I've been a part of the birth of all these kids in one way or the other. I'm not gonna miss the last one. I remember everything you said to do...This is the way it's supposed to be."

Annie nodds, "Dont leave my side in there. Not once. I know I broke his nose and cut with my nails, but I'm still afriad of what he may do." as they screaming in the next room

Michael gave her hand a squeeze. "Of course not. Don't worry Annie...it ends today...and it begins today."

Mikey gave another loud yell as an unbearable pain squeezed his belly. "What the hell did you put in me?! What is this shi--"

"That...is a baby."

Annie grabs two pairs of gloves and two masks and hands a set to Michael, "You ready?" she looked up and asked as she snapped her gloves on

"As I'll ever be." Michael said, tying the mask on his face with his gloved hands. "After you?"

Annie walked into the room tying her mask on her face, "Hello Mikey, how are you feeling?"

"YOU..." Mikey said, as the guards finished tying his legs in the stirrups, adjusting them so his perineum was in view. "You dirty bitch...you put this shi-"

Michael leaned down in his face. "That is a baby in your belly, you piss. And that is my future wife you are talking to--so unless you want us to take you out now...you better do as we say."

Annie pulled up his shirt and felt his lower belly, "He's ready."

Mikey gave a loud yell, his head banging against the bed as his belly flexed with the strain. "GET THIS **** OUTTA ME!!!!" he screamed, his body sweating.

Michael arched his eyebrows as he started walking around to the foot of the bed. "Not fun, is it? Hurts like hell, huh? Go through it six times...over and over again..."

Annie handed him a towel, "Wipe the blood off so you can see. First time birthers bleeds a lot more."

Michael nodded as he began wiping the swollen lips of the perineum. "You're bleeding like I was that night...remember that night? You thought you heard the toilet flushing over and over again...you teased me about having the bubble guts the next morning? Well guess what...I was miscarrying your child."

Mikey gave a low growl as he felt the contraction ebb. "What the hell are you talking about "my child" you dirty bitch?"

Michael glared at him. "The pain I went through...that night...the burning...the blood...the contractions...you're getting a taste of that now. You're gonna feel every, single bit of it...even more so...just wait until you feel the burning...the stretching...that feeling of being torn apart...the fullness...the never ending pressure..."

Mikey gave a loud yell as his belly flexed again with the contraction. "YOU SICK PRICK...YOU ARE GETTING OFF ON THIS, AIN'T YA?!" He screamed, feeling his own body turn against him and squeeze around the baby within.

Michael gave a small smile, covered by his mask. "Why yes...I do believe I am...just as you got off on murdering those innocent souls...I'm getting off on watching you in this much pain...watching you stretch open to bring this big baby into the world. It's crowning now...feel it?" Michael asked, watching as Mikey's perineum bulged, the top of the child’s head stretching it open.

Annie looked at Michael holding the bulb syringe in her hand, "Once he pushes, you need to help guide it out, so he doesn’t tear. But it doesn’t matter now."

Mikey gave a loud growl as he felt his body betray him, bearing down with each contraction. "IT'S BURNING!!!"

"Push against the pain like you're taking a dump. Push, or it's gonna burn worse." Michael said as he slowly guided more of the head past Mikey's perineum. "Push hard."

"Don’t pull on the head. He needs to push the head out." Annie said watching him

Mikey grunted and groaned loudly, tears streaming down his face as he bore down, the burning sensation intensifying as the wide portion of the head pushed out into Michael's hands.

Michael gently wiped the emerging child’s head as it slowly emerged from the perineum. "So this is what it's like from this end." he said, looking up at Annie.

Annie smiles and nods, "It's a very beautiful thing to witness." She handed him the bulb syringe, "Get the mucus out of the nose and mouth."

Mikey gave a loud, blood curdling scream as the child’s head finally emerged from his body. He panted heavily as he struggled against his restraints. "WHAT JUST CAME OUT OF ME?!" he bellowed.

Michael gently suctioned out the nose and mouth of the emerged head. "That, is a baby...and a healthy sized one at that, by look of the head. Now, push again for the shoulders."

"Cut that bastard out of me!" Mikey screamed.

"No." Michael said simply. "Push."

Mikey gave another scream as he felt his body contract again, bearing down on the newborn in his body. He struggled not to push against it, but his body subconsciously bore down, causing his perineum to stretch again as the shoulders slowly began emerging from inside him.

Annie grabbed another towel quickly, "Honey, if you like your shoes, take one step back, but keep hold of the baby."

Michael kept his gentle support on the child’s head as he took a small step back. "Thanks babe. I kinda forgot about the gush."

Mikey growled in both anger and pain as he felt the shoulders slip past his tortured perineum. He continued pushing down as he felt more and more of the child slip out of him, the pressure slowly releasing until he finally gave a loud scream of relief as he felt the last of the child gush out of him.

Michael caught the child in the towel, grinning as he heard the child emit a loud wail. "It's a girl..." he said, drying the child in his arms. "And she looks just like her too..."

Annie smiles, "She's beautiful." She said as she cut the umbilical cord and wrap her into a blanket, "You want to do the honors?"

Michael nodded. "It would be my pleasure. They'll be out in the witness area with the others."

"Are you going to be okay on your own?"

Annie nods slowly, "Just come back as soon as you can."

Michael nodded as he walked through the door opened by a guard. He walked down the hall into another door where a small group of people sat looking forward into the delivery room watching Annie massaging Mikey's belly roughly as she pulled on the cord. He walked over to the young couple sitting at the end. "Ahem. I have something for you." Michael said, handing the bundle to the young woman.


The young woman stood up and took the newborn baby into her arms. She started sobbing loudly and hugged him. "Thank you! Thank you so much!"

Michael returned her embrace. "You are more than welcome. She's perfect in every way."

The young man stood and shook Michael's hand, his eyes shiny with tears. "Thank you for giving our family back. For giving all our families back." he gestured to the other six couples in the room, each cuddling a newborn. "Even after you were proven innocent, you still gave everyone here a second chance at a family...you gave us all closure, you and Dr. Anne. And we will never forget it."

Michael bowed his head. "I should be thanking all of you. If it wasn't because of you, I would still be in there...I would never have met Annie...never had this opportunity...I might even be dead. I owe you all my thanks."


Michael looked up into the glass and noticed that Annie was no longer in there. Several guards were now moving around Mikey's bed. His legs were lowered from the stirrups onto the flat gurney. His arms were stretched outwards at opposite ends. A woman in a lab coat began putting IV's into his arms which lead to a metal wall against the wall.

Annie took off her mask and gloves and threw them into the trash as she walked into the waiting room. Smiling at everyone and coming over to her fiancé, "You did great."

"That's because I had a great instructor." Michael said, kissing her cheek.

Annie smiled, as she turned around facing the glass and leaned against him.




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Joshua walked into the small room. "If everyone will please take their seats. We're ready to begin. The Condemned has decided to say his last words. Once the light turns green, the one-way speaker will be turned on. He will not hear you, but you will hear him for thirty seconds."

Annie took Michael's hand and led him to a couple of vacant chairs in the front row and sat down.

The green light above the glass illuminated, and all eyes soon focused on the man laying on the gurney, the area around his waist still stained with blood from the birth. He lay there, silently, his eyes locked on the lone light in the room. His face was stone and emotionless.

Michael glared at him intently, one hand gripping his knee, the other hand tightly holding Annie’s.

Annie looked at him, and patted his hand that was on his knee, "Calm down, Baby."

Michael sighed, managing a weak smile as he loosened his grip on her hand. "Sorry...guess I'm a little anxious. A combination of this and the idea that we're gonna be married later this afternoon."

"It...hurts...so much..."

Michael looked up in the condemned man's face, still stone and emotionless. The sound definitely came from him. His hard voice emitting from the speaker above them like the spirit he was doomed to become.

Annie looked up at the voice that came from the man that will die in a few moment. She tightened her hold on Michael's hand

The green light blinked out. "Audio Disengaged. The execution will now commence." Joshua announced.

On the metal box inside the chamber, a small red light illuminated and a clear chemical began pumping through the clear tubing leading into Mikey's arm. Mikey clenched his fist several times as the chemical reached his arm. His gaze remained upward, stone-like, his eyes unblinking.

Annie took her free hand and held the cross on her necklace as she whispered something inaudible

Michael also began whispering inaudibly as he saw Mikey began blinking rapidly, his hand no longer clenching and opening. His face was pale as he continued his gaze up into the light.

Annie watched through at the glass as the man looked into the light, know what’s going on, “Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen.” She whispered as she held the cross on her necklace

Mikey's body became completely still, his eyelids finally settled closed and his chest, which was rising and falling with his breath slowed until it finally settled.

A doctor in a white lab coat entered the chamber. He unbuttoned his shirt and put a stethoscope to his skin, moving it on his chest in several spots. After a minute, he looked towards the open door and nodded.

Joshua looked at the clock on the wall and, with a sigh, announced. "The Death Warrant has been completed."
Annie put her head in her hands and sobbed loudly

Michael embraced her, setting her head on his shoulder as he held her hand. "It's okay...it's over now..."

Annie nods and looked at him, "I know.....I know.... I feel like....a huge burden has been lifted off of my shoulders."

Michael nodded. "I know...it feels like I can breathe now..."

Annie nods, "Me too." She laughed "Oh God, I'm going to look all puffy today." she said as she wiped her eyes

Michael grinned. "It's funny...after six days of me being the puffy one, you choose today to take the puff."

Annie laughs, "I guess I did. Hey Brad." she said as he walked up

Brad nodded, giving a small smile as the others started filing out. "Hey guys...how are you two doing?"

Annie smiles standing up, "Good. Um, did Amy tell you what’s going to happen? Do you have his suit with you? Do you have yours? What about the rings?"

Brad nodded, grinning. "Everything is out in my car now. Will you calm down? Everything is going to go perfectly."

"That's what you said about my graduation and I wore nothing under my gown." Annie said hitting him in the arm

Brad snickered. "Ow! Careful! That's the arm I'm getting my shots in!"

Michael blinked. "Shots?"

Brad nodded. "I'll tell you later. Come on, lets go get changed. I'm off duty now."

"Listen to me Brad, this is no joke. You have to have everything. The suits, the rings," She looked down at her hand, "Oh my God" She turned to Michael "I don’t have my ring. You never gave it to me. We cant get married without an engagement ring on my finger, Michael."

"Anne, will you calm down...everything is going to be ready on time by the time we reach the Justice of the Peace."
Michael gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"I need my ring. I can’t get married without a ring." She looked up with the look of panic in her eyes, "You were supposed to get down on one knee and give it to me."

Michael gently cupped her face in his hands. "It's going to be fine...Trust me."

"Okay. I need to meet Amy at the house to get ready. Don’t go there. You can’t see me. You can’t see me before the wedding. Oh God," her eyes went wide, "you can see me and I'm all puffy." She walks away from the two men, "I need to get something to reduce puffiness." She turns around and walks back to Michael, "I love you." She kissed him on the lips and walked quickly away

Michael watched her run out the witness room with a grin. "God, I love her." he sighed. "Well...I guess i had better get ready."



Chapter 21

Annie sat at the vanity putting on her foundation as Amy was hanging up her dress on the back of the door

Amy looked at the dress, "This is just beautiful, Annie."

Annie turned around, her face half covered, "Thanks."


Michael turned around, his face now half shaved, the other half covered in shaving cream. "So that's what you're taking shots for...the reversal is almost done?"

Brad nodded as he pulled on his pants. "Yeah, I take my last one tomorrow. Then me and Amy can get started with our family." Brad set a hand to his flattened belly. "I'll kill you if you tell anyone else this, but when I looked down there in the mirror at myself...for the first time...I finally thought I looked right."


Annie looked into the mirror as she shakily tried to put mascara, "Amy? Help me please!"

Amy came out of the bathroom wearing curls in her hair and a robe, "Turn around. Look up."


Michael looked upwards, sighing as Brad helped tie his tie. "So, are you guys gonna officially start your family tonight, or are you just gonna go crazy?"

Michael gave a small grunt as Brad tightened the knot. "Well...umm...that's up to her...if she wants to, that is."


"Yeah. I defiantly love my hair like this." Annie said as she stood and slipped her dress over her head, carefully not to mess her hair. "I never thought I would get married in my whole life."

Amy turned her around to fix her hair, "Everyone deserves love and happiness. I look at the two of you and I see it. You will be a great wife and a wonderful mother. Oh Sweetie, now don’t start crying."


Brad sat down on the bed, wiping his eyes of the tears rolling down his cheeks. "Sorry man. But I'm just so glad to see that Annie finally found someone worthy of her. Someone who can give her what she wants...needs...and deserves."

Michael sat next to him, grabbing his shoulders in a sideways hug. "You were always a good friend to her...her best friend...you still are."


Annie looked in the mirror and shakily put on her lipstick and turned to Amy, who was holding the bouquet of flowers, "I'm ready."

Amy looked at her, "You're beautiful. Come on. Brad just text me. Michael is ready too."


Brad closed his phone as he gave Michael one last look over. "Okay...let's get going. You ready man?"

Michael gave a nod. "One hundred percent ready. Man, my stomach feels like it has butterflies in it...like I was pregnant again. Soon enough, though...lets go."



Chapter 22

Dressed in a white silk dress that came down to her toes, her head in a bun on top of her head with a veil of flowers sitting on top of it, Annie held Michael's hands, "I Annie Rose, take you Michael James to be lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long I shall live."

Michael, his hair neatly cut short, his face hairless and smooth in his black suit and tie, gave Anne's hands a soft squeeze. "I Michael James, take you Annie Rose, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward. For richer, and poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish, for as long as I shall live."


The Justice of the Peace turned to Annie and said, "Annie, do you take this man to be your husband to live together after God's Holy Ordinance? Will you love him? Honor him? Comfort him? Loving all others as long as you both shall live?"

Annie smiled as she started to cry, "I do."

The Justice of the Peace turned to Michael and said, "Michael, do you take this woman to be your wife to live together after God's Holy Ordinance? Will you love her? Honor her? Comfort her and support her? Forsaking all others as long as you both shall live?"

Michael had to bite his tongue to keep from cutting off the justice of the peace as he chirped "I do!" in a loud echoing voice, his face flushed red with embarrassment.


Annie turned to Amy and took the ring from her hand as she started to cry again, "With this ring...I thee wed." she said as she placed the solid gold band on his ring finger and smiled

Michael turned to Brad who quickly produced the ring and handed it to him smiling. "With this ring...I thee wed." he intoned, placing the platinum band on her finger.

The Justice of the Peace closed his book, "From the state of Ohio, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Michael, you may kiss your bride."

Michael gently lifted up her veil and, after sharing a smile, leaned in and kissed her on the lips, his arms scooping her up and pulling her close to him.

Annie kissed him and then giggled when he scooped her up in his arms

Brad nodded, smiling as he saw the new couple kissing deeply. He held up a thumb to Amy. "We did it!"

Amy walked over to her husband, put his thumb down, "Yes we did."

After a few minutes, Michael finally broke off the kiss, grinning from ear to ear. "Well...that was fun." he said, breathlessly.

Annie smiled, "Yes it was" She said breathlessly as she took her thumb and rubbed the lipstick off his bottom lip

Michael felt his cheeks flush as she wiped her lipstick from his mouth. "I'm yours...and you're mine."

Annie smiles "Forever and always."

Brad gently tapped Michael on the shoulder. "Umm...excuse me...I'm pretty sure the Justice of the Peace wants to go home now..." he pointed to the official who was smiling at the young couple he just married, while holding a pen over the top of the marriage license.

Annie looked at the Justice of the Peace and smiled, "Sorry. Its just sometimes I look at him and I forget where we are."

"I can do you one better." Michael said, picking up the pen. "I just forgot my name for a second there."

Annie smiles putting her hand on his back, "Michael James Dawson."

Michael grinned. "Oh yeah! That's it!" He then signed his full name on the bottom line of the license.

Annie smiled as she picked up the pen, "I got to get used to this. Annie Rose Anderson Dawson." she said as she wrote her full name on the line above her husband

Brad nodded as he watched the signing. "It's on paper now!"

Annie smiled, "Yep. I'm officially a Dawson." she said as she put her arms around the back of his neck

Michael grinned. "Welcome to the family."

Annie kissed him softly on the lips, "Lets go home."




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Annie stood nervously at the closed bathroom door in her robe, "Michael, are you there?"

"Yeah...I'm on my way out." Michael said, opening the door to reveal himself, covered in his blue robe. "Sorry...I really love the hot water in this place. The building has a large hot water heater..." he rambled, nerves filling his voice.

Annie smiled nervously, "Yeah. You need one for the bakery." she said as she looked down twisting her hair with her finger

"And you'll need it for your birth center too." Michael said nodding, playing with his fingers.

Annie looked down nodding, "I love my ring. Umm, I'm sorry I bugged you about you giving it to me." She looked up smiling

Michael looked down at his gold band. "I'm glad you like it. I love mine too...it fits perfectly."

Annie nods looking at her rings, "Mine too. Perfect sex...size." she said as she felt her cheeks go hot

Michael looked up at her, his cheeks bright red. "Umm...this is our wedding night, isn't it?" Michael said, feeling the butterflies in his belly. "So...umm...we should..."

Annie nods smiling, "Yeah...um... we should."

Michael took her hand and led her to the bed, the two of them sitting down, still covered in their robes. "I...have to admit...I'm...that is to say...I've never..."

Annie looked at him "Me neither, except for...you know."

Michael nodded. "You know...we don't have to if you don't want to..."

Annie looked at him, swallowing the lump in her throat, and then looking down pretending to get a loose string of her robe, "I...want too." She looked up, "Do you want me?"

Michael looked at her in disbelief. "I've wanted you since the first day I met you." he said, grabbing her by the shoulders, looking in her eyes.

Annie nods slowly, "Um...I didn't have time to buy any lingerie."

"Look at me...does it look like I care. You...turn me on...without it." Michael said, kissing each of her cheeks before kissing her passionately on the mouth.

Annie kisses him passionately gently laying him back on the bed. "Wait!" she got up and held her robe to her

Michael looked at her. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I want to do this. I just don’t..." she looked down and then back up "want to make a baby."

Michael looked confused. "I thought that's what you wanted." he said, quite confused.

Annie closed her eyes and sat down on the bed feeling embarrassed, "I do. But tonight I don’t want too. I'm sorry." she looked at him as tears threatened to fall

Michael looked at her and took her face in his hands. "If you don't want to, then we won't." he said definitely.
"Whenever you're ready, I'm ready."

Annie smiles nodding her head, "I'm ready for you to make love to me." She stood up and loosen her belt on her robe letting it fall to the floor

Michael took in the moment as he watched her robe fall to the floor. His eyes finally able to view the body underneath...he saw the scars on her stomach, the wounds he inflicted...he pushed all thoughts of that night out of his head as he also stood and untied his robe, allowing it to fall to the floor. He walked towards her and took her trembling hand and lead her to the bed.

Annie looked into his eyes as they walked to the bed. She smiled nervously as she watched turn down the sheets.

Michael gently laid her down on the bed, taking the opportunity to look over every inch of her body again...the milky white skin, slightly kissed with a tan. He let his hands gently travel over her body, underneath her breasts, across her taught belly.

Annie lay on the bed watching him, feeling him touch her, and for the first time in twenty years, she didn't want to cover up her scars.

Michael gently began kissing her, starting on her forehead and slowly working down her face to her lips, where their tongues touched and stroked each other. He then began kissing down her neck, all the while, his hands stroking and caressing her body.

Annie moaned as he kissed her neck

Michael felt her reaction to the kisses on her neck and continued, even allowing his tongue to gently caress her skin several times. During this, he became aware of his hardening erection, which was now brushing her inner thigh. Not wanting to move any faster than he felt she wanted, he maneuvered himself into a better position, not breaking his hand contact with her body.

Annie felt his erection on her thigh, and knew this was what she wanted. She arched her back upward, meeting his lips with hers. She began passionately kissing him.

Michael felt her back arch upwards, their lips connecting together again, their tongues once again in contact with each other. He gave a moan as he continued exploring her body with his hands. After a few minutes, he broke the kiss and looked in her eyes. He mouthed the word "okay?"

Annie nods smiling as she stroke the back of his short hair

Michael nodded as he gave her one last kiss before raising his hips and positioning his hard member in front of her waiting labia. He looked down in her eyes, those beautiful soulful eyes. "I love you..." he whispered before slowly inserting himself into her, his eyes not breaking contact with hers.

Annie screamed as she felt his member enter her, a tear fell from her eye and onto her cheek.

Michael immediately withdrew, his eyes wide in fear. "Oh my God, did I hurt you? I'm sorry!"

Annie shook her head, "No Michael. I just got to get used to it. I need to get used to it."

Michael looked down at her. "Are you sure?"

Annie nods with tears in her eyes, "Go slow."

Michael nodded, feeling his erection return to him. Once again, he gazed down at her as he positioned himself and slowly inserted his member inside her, carefully maneuvering himself until he was fully inside her. He closed his eyes at the unfamiliar sensation of his body now connected with someone else’s. The warm walls of her vagina gently supporting his member.

Annie moans as she felt his member enter her. She moved her hips slightly to get adjusted, then she noticed him, "Open your eyes

Michael slowly opened his eyes, letting hers meet his. He saw no sign of pain on her face as he laid there, inside her. "Okay?"

"I'm fine." Annie smiled kissing him, "Just go slow."

Michael nodded as he began gently pulling out, then slowly pushing his member back in. The sensations he was feeling was like nothing he ever felt before. His hips were moving almost on their own to a slow rhythm as he gently thrusted into her.

Annie moans as she wrapped her legs around his waist and moved her hips with his. "I love you." she said as she rubbed his back

Michael's face was now focused in concentration as he continued thrusting, his body now electrified like a wire as he felt her caresses on his back and her legs around him. The two bodies continued to move as one, gyrating and moaning as the continued the act.

Annie moaned loudly as she moved with him, "Faster." she moaned

Michael nodded, increasing the rhythm of his strokes. It came so naturally to him, considering he had never done it before. His throbbing member felt as though it were on fire...a tingling, prickling series of small fires from his purple head to the base of his shaft. It was as though he felt each vein, each wrinkle of skin contacting every inch of her warm vagina. He gave a moan as he felt her fingers on his back, his member continuing it's course inside her.

Annie moaned loudly feeling herself about to explode as she started scratching his back.

It was as though a fuse had been lit under his slowly firming scrotum as he heard Annie's moans. Michael felt a rush of fire slowly work it's way from his testicles through his belly. He gave a loud groan as he felt his prostate fill with heat and swell slightly. His thrusting continued at the new fast pace, still in tune with hers. "I...I..." He said, feeling the words slowly fade into oblivion as he clenched his eyes shut and his mind went completely blank.

All the energy from his body, the body of his lover, the building, everywhere converged on his throbbing member as he felt his prostate contract violently. He felt the liquid hot energy shoot up his shaft, through his purple head, finally erupting out the small dilated opening like a cannon. Michael gave a loud groan as he felt another contraction shoot a blast of the hot liquid inside his lover.

Annie screamed in pleasure as she felt herself and him explode inside of her. Both of their moans subsided, but was quickly replaced with pants. He laid gently on top of her, his member still inside

Michael groaned with each contraction of his prostate, as his raging orgasm finally subsided. He opened his eyes and looked down at his new bride, panting as he gently kissed her on the lips. "I...love...you..." he panted, enjoying the feeling of their connection.

Annie smiled widely, the nervousness she felt was gone, "I....love you." she said panting as she ran her fingers through her hair





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Dressed in one of her husband's shirts and a pair of shorts, Annie stood in the kitchen of her new home, and wiped the sweat off her forehead, "Stir the batter until it has no lumps in it." she read, "Well, Good Lord that’s what I been doing and it still has lumps." she said as tightened her ponytail one afternoon.

Michael walked in from the stairwell entrance, his brow sweaty as he walked towards the kitchen. "Hey, Annie, you'll be happy to know that I finished setting up the DSL connection in the Birth Center for--what the heck are you doing?" he asked, watching her cook.

Annie looked up and put her hands on her hips and bit her lower lip, "Trying to bake. But it doesn’t seem to be working. It’s says no lumps and I keep stirring and stirring and I still have lumps."

Michael blinked at the lumpy concoction now occupying his wife's mixing bowl. "Uhhh...okay...what kind of flower did you use babe?"

Annie pointed to a box on the counter by the sink, "That. I can cook anything. Why cant I make a cake?"

Michael picked up the box and studied it. “And you followed the steps to the letter?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow.

Annie narrowed her eyes to him, "Yes Michael."

"no substitutions at all?"

Annie looked up at him confused, "What?"

"Did you substitute any ingredients? Because I'm noticing confectioners’ sugar on the table instead of the cane sugar the box calls for."

Annie looks at the sugar on the table and looks up, "Great. How am I going to help you if I cant make a cake?"

Michael looked at her and grinned. "That's what you were trying to do? Awww, babe..." Michael said, wrapping an arm around her waist. "You don't have to go through all this to help me."

Annie picked a string off his shirt and looked up, "But I want to help you downstairs. Maybe I can in-between patients. I have six now." She grinned proudly, "Which made me wonder, when was the last time you had an examination outside of jail?"

Michael gave a nervous chuckle. "Umm...been a while..." he mumbled.

Annie looked up at him, "You need one. I can call an old colleague of mine that’s has a office at the hospital."

"You can't do it?" Michael asked, his voice sounding a little disappointed.

"I could, but I didn't know if you wanted me too or not." Annie said looking up at him

Michael touched his forehead win hers gently, looking in her eyes. "I want you there for everything. Only under one condition. There are days when I need my doctor...and days when I want my wife..."

Annie grinned, "I think I can turned off the doctor in me and be your wife. That’s my favorite one after all, but you know when we are pregnant, I'm going to know the sex of our baby."

Michael glared at her. "And you're not gonna tell me are you?"

Annie smiled, "Yes I will. Knowing what our baby will be is not a secret I want to keep."

Michael smiled. "Thanks. Now...umm...babe..." he gestured to the metal mixing bowl which still contained it's massive lumps. "I recommend tossing that out before it sticks to the bowl."

Annie nods, "I think so too. Will you put it in the garage and then put water in the bowl?" She walked over to the oven and opened the door, "I hope you're hungry. I made plenty of chicken casserole."

Michael grinned as he picked up the bowl, grunting with effort. "Cripes this thing is heavy!"

Annie stood there trying not to laugh as she watched him struggle

"Okay...know what...we’re going to start again from square one when I get back."

Annie nods, "By the time you get back, dinner should be cool enough to eat."

Michael nodded as he made his way to the elevator. "I'm gonna show you how to do a call by box and by scratch!" he announced.


Chapter 25

Annie went into the bedroom and over to the bathroom door. She knocked on the door "Michael, I got a patient going to be coming in soon. I need to get ready."

"Uhhh...right...umm...can you come in for a minute” Michael said from behind the closed door, his voice laced with jittery nerves.

Annie opened the door and walked in, "What is it? Are you okay?"

Michael stood in front of the toilet, a white plastic stick in his slightly trembling hands. "Ummm...guess what?" he said, offering her the stick.

Annie put her hand over her mouth, and took it with shaky hands, "Oh my God."

Michael nodded "Yep...umm...guess we got a little too happy when we opened up shop a while back...heh..."

Annie smiled, "We had to christened it. We christened every room in the house these past six months."

"Heh...I wonder when it happened?" Michael said, his mouth quirked up in a grin. "The bakery kitchen floor? The birth tub? Living room? I'm betting the elevator."

"If I don’t get in too late tonight, I want to run tests on you to see if its true." Annie put her arms around his neck, "We're going to have a baby."

Michael wrapped his arms around her and looked into her eyes. "Yeah...we did it...don't worry...I'll be awake for you..." He moved in to kiss her but was cut off when he heard a loud chime from the living room. Michael sighed. "I'll get it. You go ahead and get ready."

Annie smiled, and nodded. "I got to call Carol and get her over here. Just put him in a room."

Michael nodded as he walked to the small panel by the elevator. It had a small 7 inch screen on to of three buttons, the one labeled "Downstairs Birth Center" Was blinking. Michael pressed the button and looked ahead into the small camera. "Good evening, how can we help you?"

A familiar woman looked into the camera looking slightly flustered. "Yes, is Dr. Dawson avail--hi! I remember you! You met my daughter in the park!"

Michael blinked as he remembered that day months ago when, during a relaxing day at the park, a young girl came up to him and struck up a conversation about his round belly. He smiled as he said "Oh yes! You're Amanda's mom. Nice to see you again! I had no idea! I'll be right down! We can take the elevator up. Hang on a minute!" Michael pressed the button again and yelled over his shoulder as he pressed the down button. "Annie! I'm bringing them in the birth center by the elevator!"

Annie looked out the door, with the phone to her ear and her shirt in her hand, "Okay. Get a wheelchair if he cant walk."

Michael stepped in the elevator calling "Yes dear!" before the doors closed.



Mark held his back and rubbed his belly as he waited on the elevator

Amanda looked up at her daddy, a mix of concern and excitement on her face. "Are you okay daddy?" she asked.

Mark smiled, "Yes Sweetheart I'm fine."

Sarah nodded as she gently massaged her husband’s curved back. "Daddy may be having the baby tonight...or at least he had better or else he's gonna be in big trouble for waking us up this late."

The elevator door chimed to reveal Michael standing in the cab, a wheelchair in front of him. "Hi! Sorry I didn't come right away...I had a feeling you didn't feel up to walking up the stairs."

Mark nods, "You got that right," He said as he sat down, "Are you Dr Dawson's new nurse?"

Michael gave a laugh as he waited for Amanda and Sarah to board the elevator before pressing the "2" button. "No, no...but you're not too far off. I'm Michael Dawson, her husband. I run the bakery downstairs, but I sometimes help out with deliveries and stuff." Michael noticed Sarah's slightly confused look. "Don't worry...not at the same time. I don't bounce between births and bagels."

Sarah smiled, giving a slightly relieved sigh as the elevator stopped and the doors opened on the 2nd floor. The birth center now resembled a very comfortable home, with different pieces of medical equipment and lights scattered here and there. Several doors bore numbers and symbols on them. Michael pushed the chair toward a door marked "Birth Suite 1" which contained a symbol of a bed and a tub. "Here we are. I think you guys will be the first to use number 1."

Mark pushed himself up out the wheelchair, "The doctor came out to the house to examine me one time. How long has this place been opened?"

"About six months," Michael said, opening the door for him. "We are fully licensed as a pregnancy and childbirth center; certified for both male and female patients."

Annie appeared at the door, "Hey Mark, Sarah, why don’t you get dressed into something comfortable to give birth in and lay down on the bed? Baby, can I see you out for a moment please?"

Michael nodded as he folded up the wheelchair. "Sure. Here I come. If you guys need anything well be right outside." Michael closed the door behind him as he looked at Annie. "What's up?"

Annie looked at him, "I need your help tonight. Carol's father is having a bad night, Kim and Jessica is in Cleveland, Lisa is still sick, and Todd is still on Maternity Leave. Can you help?"

"Sure, no problem. That's what you've been training me for..." Michael said nodding. "Besides I have experience in the child bearing department. Six big ones, remember?"


Annie smiles up at him, "How can I forget? It started my happiness." Annie puts her hand on his flat belly, "I hope we're pregnant or you're pregnant."

"I have a feeling we are." Michael said, setting his hand on hers. "Even if were not..were gonna have fun trying."

Annie giggles, "We always have fun. I better get his chart and do his stats."

Michael nodded. "Anything I can do?"

Annie walked over behind the desk, opened up the file cabinet, and grabbed a file. "Um, I'm not sure yet until I see how far dilated he is."

Michael nodded. "Go to it Doc. I'll be in the bakery. Use the intercom If you need me."

Annie smiled, "You can stay up here if you want."

Michael nodded. "Okay...I guess I can hang out if you need me. I'm gonna bake up a loaf of bread. I was reading something that familiar smells often help sooth the labor beast..."

Annie smiled, "You've got to stay off the Internet when you are eating and baking." she said as she walked to the door

Michael pouted playfully as he made his way to the kitchen. "No harm in trying." he hummed to himself.


Annie walked in the room and grabbed a pair of gloves, snapped them on her hands, "How far apart are the contractions?"

Sarah looked up at Annie as she held Mark's hand, "Um, six minutes apart, and he thinks his water broke in the bed tonight."

Amanda giggled. "Daddy wet the bed!"

Mark groaned as he felt the last of the contraction fade. "Not quite honey....remember what me and mommy talked about? That was the water the baby was floating in."

The young girl nodded. "Oh yeah! I remember now! Like a water balloon!"

Annie smiled, "Open your legs I need to see how dilated you are."

Mark nodded, picking his knees up off the bed and turned to Amanda. "Manda-Panda...remember we talked about this too..."

Amanda nodded as she quickly covered her eyes with her hands. "Okay! I can't see!"

Annie laughs as she puts two fingers into his perineum and her left hand felt his lower belly, "When did labor begin?"

Mark groaned as he felt her fingers insert inside his body. "Uhhh...about 600 tonight...after dinner."

Sarah looked at him, "And why didn't you say anything?"

Mark sighed. "Wasn't sure. And I didn't want to worry you. Besides, I wanted to finish dinner!"

Annie gently took her fingers out of him and stood, "You are seven centimeters dilated and sixty percent effaced, so why don’t you get into bed and get comfortable? If you don’t mind, my husband will most likely assisting me tonight." she said as she took off her gloves

Mark nodded as he stood slowly from the exam table and walked to the exam table, holding his back gingerly. "I don't have a problem at all...i could use all the help i can get," He gently patted his daughters head. "All clear Manda-Panda." he said as he laid down in the made bed

Amanda uncovered and blinked her eyes. "Dr Annie, what does di-later mean?"

Annie looked up at her parents, "Um, well. Why don’t you go ask your Mommy and Daddy that question? If you two need anything, just hit the call button and I'll check on you soon."


Michael looked up from the dough he was working in the kitchen to see Annie walk out the exam room heaving a sigh of relief. "Rough?"

Annie smiles, as she walked up "Amanda just asked me what di-later means. I passed it to her parents and got out of there quickly"

Michael laughed. "Oh come on! Why didn't you explain it to her? Di-later...that's sweet."

Annie laughs, "I guess we'll have to wait till our child starts asking questions to make up the answer to them. Come on." she said as she takes his hand

Michael grinned as her hand contacted the dough stuck to his hands he was kneading. "Uhhh...gimme a sec?"

Annie nods sitting on a stool behind him

Michael continued mixing the dough, pressing it firmly, his fingers working the dough as he pressed. "Oh yeah,
Brad sent another email. He's so proud of that little grapefruit belly he's got."

Annie smiled putting her head on his shoulder, "You should have seen the look on his and Amy's face when I did the sonogram the other day."

"All was good?" Michael asked as he continued working the dough.

Annie smiles. "Yeah. Aren't you worried that you'll lose your wedding ring in there?"

"Nope. Don't worry." Michael freed one hand and tugged at a small chain around his neck where his gold band hung. "I just slip it on this when I'm baking. Don't worry...I'm never gonna bake it in a cake. Now a PIE on the other hand..."

Annie laughs, "Great minds think alike." She tugged at her necklace that held her two rings, "Now how much longer are you going to be?"

"Soon as you pass me that bowl over there so this can rise, I'll be done." Michael said, rolling the dough in a ball.

Annie blowed air out as she handed him the bowl, "Here you go Baby."

"Thanks. We're gonna make a baker out of you yet." Michael said as he dropped the dough ball into the bowl and covered it with a small towel before sitting it in a dark corner on the table. "Okay, I'm all yours." He said as he washed his hands.

Annie smiles, "Sorry for being impatient. I just want to do a blood test and run it while we are delivering the baby.”

"On me?"

Annie nods, "Who else took a pregnancy test tonight that lives in this house?" she asked as she grabbed his hand

"But what about your patients?" Michael said as she pulled him along.

"Go in my office and wait, while I go check on him. And don’t turn my pictures on my desk upside down."

Michael nodded. "Yes doctor..." he said playfully.

"I mean it, Michael James Dawson, I don’t want to see our niece under her tricycle." as she walked away
said Annie*

Michael put a hand over his heart. "Cross my heart hope to die. May my childbirth be painful and bloody if I break my promise."

Annie smiles and mouths, Love you, as she walks into the examination room


Amanda hugged Annie as she walked in grinning. "Mommy and daddy told me about Di-later!"

Annie smiles as she hugs her back, "Good." She grabs some gloves and snaps them on her hands, "Now, I want you to cover your eyes." she said as she walked to the bed "How are you feeling?"

Mark gave a groan as he felt a contraction build up. "Feels like I'm trying to pass a school bus between my legs..." he moaned.

Amanda quickly covered her eyes. "Mommy and daddy said that his bottom has to open up to let the baby come out."

Annie smiles as she pushed the sheets off of his legs, "She's cute." She put two fingers in his perineum and her other hand on his lower belly

Mark gave a loud groan at feeling the insertion. "Man that hurts!"

Annie looks at him, "I'm sorry. I'm gentle as I can. Right now you're almost nine centimeters and ninety perfect effaced." She gently took her hand out of him. "I say its thirty to forty five minutes before you start to push."

Amanda grinned from her covered eyes. "I'm gonna meet my brother or sister in thirty minutes?"

Annie throws the gloves away, "You might, Sweetheart. I'll be back." as she opens the door and walks out

Amanda looked up at her mom with wide eyes. "Mommy, did you do this when I was born?"

Sarah covered her husband back up, "Yes Baby I did."

The young girl nodded. "Did it hurt?"

Sarah nods and smiles, "Yes but it was well worth it."

Mark smiled as he patted his daughters shoulder. "Don't worry Manda-Panda...I'm gonna be just fine. You'll see."


Annie smiled as she walked into the office carrying a tray, "We got thirty to forty five minutes. You ready?"

"My arm is your arm." Michael said holding his forearm out to her.

Annie smiled tying the rubber band on his arm, "Did you notice the new pictures I got?"

"I think so...your fam?"

"Only one of my parents on their wedding day. That’s over beside ours. Make a fist." she said as she injected the needle into his arm.

Michael looked at the picture of the couple grinning back up at them. "Ah, that's ni-OW!!" he yelled as the needle went into his arm. He made a fist as he watched the blood fill the vial.

"Sorry Baby. The beach picture is the newest one in here. Its behind you." as she filled two vials with blood

"I'll look at it after this draining process..." Michael said, teeth gritted.

"I'm almost done." Annie said looking up at him

"Good...I gotta get back to my bread...it's probably rising out the bowl by now...." he said watching the vial fill with the dark red blood. "Why two?"

Annie took the needle out of his arm as she replaced it with gauze and a band aid, "Its procedure in case the first one don’t test right, then I have the second one."

"Do I get a refund if you don't use the second one?" Michael said grinning.

Annie shook her head, "No. Besides I'm going to test both of them just to make sure."

"Ah okay. How's the kid doing in there?" Michael asked following her out into the open room. "Still innocent yet inquisitive?"

"Who Amanda?" Annie asked as she walked toward the lab

"Unless the fetus is asking you questions." Michael said giving her a small shove n

"Funny. She's so cute, Michael. She covers her eyes when I examine him, and she seems so excited." Annie said as she walked into the lab

"She's gonna make a great big sister. She's not like some kids her age who think bearer males are gross." Michael said, nodding. "If only some adults had her outlook."

"I know." said Annie as she worked

Michael watched as she worked on his blood intently. "You good.." he said in awe.

"Years of practice. Okay, its going to run the blood twice, and then print out the results. Lets go check on our patient." Annie said taking his hand


Michael smiled as he let himself be lead back into the birthing suite.

Annie walked in and grabbed some gloves and a mask, "From the sounds in here, you're getting close." she said as she snapped the gloves on her hands

Mark nodded "Oh, you can say that again..." he said groaning loudly, his hands on either side of his belly. "Sarah, the next one is yours, hear me?" he growled, looking up at his wife.

Sarah wipes her husband's forhead and neck, "Yes Sweetheart. Its my turn."

Michael nodded knowingly. "Yeah...you should be feeling that burn down inside you right now. That's the head pressing on your perineum. It's gonna get worse as you go along, but once you get that head out, you feel like a million bucks."

Annie put towels under Mark, "Dont push yet."

Mark groaned as he lifted himself up to let the towels be placed under him. "Manda-Panda...remember what we talked about...you could be in the room..."

"Only if I was quiet and the doctor said it was okay." Amanda continued before looking up at Annie. "Is it okay?"

Annie nodds tying the mask on, "Yes. Why dont you go sit in the corner chair right there."

The young girl nodded as she sat in the corner chair, looking on intently with wide eyes.

Michael gave a small grin. "That's a cool kid you got there." he said as Annie continued her exam.

Mark nodded, heaving a sigh as he felt the latest contraction ebb off. "Yeah...she's always been like that. Interested in everything."

Sarah smiled looking at her daughter as her husband loosen the grip on her hand, "And he means everything/

"The other day, when we told her it would be any time now, she followed me around all day like a puppy." Mark said, breathing heavily.

"Well, its going to be any moment now, I need you to push." said Annie

Mark nodded as he put his chin to his chest and bore down, straining as a small sliver of the Childs head slowly began peeking from his perineum lips.

Sarah counts to ten slowly as she supports him with one hand and holds his hand with the other.

Michael held the other hand, watching the progress from the head of the bed. "There you go. That's it. Now when this contraction is done, you're gonna feel it slip back in a bit. It's two steps forward and one back." Michael explained quietly. "Don't worry, after a point, the head is gonna stay down...just keep up the pressure."

Annie grabbed a towel and wiped away blood, "Push Mark."

Mark took a deep breath, looking in the mirror at the slowly emerging child now stretching his perineum. "It's burning..." he groaned loudly as he pushed.

Amanda watched intently gripping the sides of her chair as she watched on. "Daddy..."

Annie looked at the little girl, "Your Daddy is just fine. I promise."

Michael walked over to the corner of the room and held her hand. "What's happening now is the babys head is stretching your daddies bottom open. Try this--take your fingers and do like this," Michael hooked both ends of his mouth with his index fingers and pulled, stretching his cheeks. "Ike is! Eee?" Michael said, his voice distorted.

Amanda followed suit, stretching her mouth out like Michaels. "Ee Ust ook unny!" She said, laughing.

Michael grinned as he heard another groan from Mark. "See, that's what's going on with your daddies bottom right now. It burns a lot but that won't last long, okay? He's gonna be fine!"

Annie watches the two as a tear fell from her eyes, "Oh. Push Mark. Lets get that head out."

Amanda nodded as she continued her vigil. "Good luck daddy!" she chirped as Michael walked back over to the group

"You're doing great Mark," Michael encouraged. "It looks like you're at the widest part. Don't worry, the worst is almost over."

Mark growled as he bore down, feeling the widest part of his Childs head stretch his perineum wide.

"Good. Head's out. Rest some." Annie said as she took the bulb syringe and sucked the mucus out of the baby's mouth and nose

Mark panted as he laid back against the bed. "Oh Thank God!" He gasped.

Sarah wipes his forehead and neck, "You're doing good, Sweetheart." she said as she kissed him.

Michael looked over at Amanda who was wide eyed. "Don't worry. It's all downhill from here on." he looked down at Mark and nodded. "You're doing excellently. Not bad for a first time. No tearing at all. Not many can say that. Wanted to feel the kid? I find it kinda recharges you."

Mark took his free hand between his legs and gasped upon contacting his Childs wet scalp. "Oh, there it is....hello there little guy. You're so big...you're making daddy work too hard."

Michael patted his shoulder. "Okay...now the shoulders are next. That's gonna burn again, but after that, the little guy will slide on out. Just give one good push when Annie says, okay?"

Annie smiles, "Give me one big hard push. Give it all you got. Michael, honey, I need a towel please."

"Gotcha." Michael said, handing her a towel from a nearby table as Mark bore down, groaning as he felt the shoulders stretch his perineum. "There you go...keep it up..."

"Come on. A little more." said Annie as she held a fresh towel under the baby

Mark groaned as he felt the shoulders pass from his body. He fell back against the pillow, panting, before bringing himself back upright into the push, straining down.

Annie gently pulls the baby from the perineum, "Its a boy." she announced as she held him up

Mark fell back against the bed panting as he felt the child emerge from his body. He looked down as Annie laid the child on his deflated belly with tears going down his cheeks. "Wow...hello there little fella...hi...I'm your daddy..."





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Chapter 26

"You should have gone into Nursing School Baby, you were so good in there." Annie said as they walked to the lab

Michael flushed red as he followed her to the printer. "Awww...go on now..."

"Its true. Baby, the way you were with Mark, and me. Especially Amanda. You're a natural."

Michael grinned sheepishly. "I was just myself."

Annie nods picking up the paper out of the printer and lowers her head

Michael studied her expression. "Well?"

Annie looks up and nods her head as she starts to cry

Michael went over to her and embraced her gently. "That's it babe. We did it...our family is about to take off."

Annie looks up at him, "We're having a baby. We're having a baby!" she shouted as she threw her arms around him

Michael laughed as he picked her up and twirled her around. "Oh yeah! We made it babe!"

Annie laughs, "You're pregnant, put me down."

"Don't start worrying now babe." Michael said laughing giving her one last twirl before setting her down. "Eo what else did you find out?"

Annie smiles looking at the paper, "You’re six weeks along."

Michael lifted his shirt and set a hand on his tight, flat belly. "Hey in there...Take your time and grow okay...we won't break out the Miracle Grow for you...you can take your time and swell...swell...SWELL?!?!" Michaels eyes went wide with horror as he ran out the lab across the living area into the kitchen. He gawked at the sight in front of him. There, overflowing out the bowl, the towel still on top, was the dough he mixed earlier. "Oh for the love of.." he muttered, quickly dusting the counter with flower before dumping the mass of dough on the counter.

Annie ran after him, and stopped short looking at the sight before her eyes. She looked at him and tried not to laugh.

Michael glare at her as he worked the dough in his fingers. "Say one word..."



Chapter 27

Annie tightened the sheets over her naked breasts as she laid in Michael's arms, "That was great, Baby."

Michael nodded, his face shiny with sweat as he snuggled close to her. "You were awesome as always my dear. Now that we have accomplished our goal, we can just fool around..." Michael’s words were cut off as a loud clap of thunder echoed in the room.

"Love by thunderstorm...man it does something to a guy..." Michael said grinning.

"You and your thunderstorms. Who could that be?" asked Annie as the phone rang and she reached over to pick it up, "Hello? Amy?" she looks over at her husband, "Amy, honey, slow down and breathe. What’s happening with Brad? Oh my God. Okay. Yes Bring him over here. Bye." she said hanging up the phone.

Michael sat up, immediately starting to pull on his clothes. "What's going on?"

"Brad's having cramps." Annie said as she quickly grabbed her clothes, "Where's my bra?"

Michael scanned the room and noticed the missing undergarment hanging from the ceiling fan. He reached up and grabbed it, tossing it immediately to Annie. "Heads up. You said he's cramping, right?"

Annie nodded as she quickly got dressed

"For how long?"

"I don’t know. She was hysterical. She only said he was cramping and he can barely stand."

Michaels eyes glazed over as he was thrown back into his memories. That night...those many years ago...he was in the orphanage...tossing and turning in bed...nightmares...the image of his father lying in that casket haunted him for days recently. He woke up with a shock...his stomach was bothering him again...it had been for a few months...the pain was horrible as though he was being punched in the gut and the fist was digging in...the area between his legs had a full feeling again...he had to use the bathroom...that would make it better...

"Michael? Michael?' Annie snapped her fingers in front of his face, "Hey, you okay? Did you hear what I asked you to do?"

Michael blinked several times as he was brought back into the present. "Huh? What? I'm sorry...what did you say?"

Annie looked at him, "I need you to call and get a hold of a nurse. I'm going to go set up a room real quick and wait for them with a wheelchair."

Michael blinked as he was thrown back into the present. He looked at Annie dazed. "Huh? What? Sorry...what did you say?"

Annie looked at him, "I need you to call and get a hold of a nurse. I'm going to go set up a room real quick and wait for them with a wheelchair."

Michael nodded as he picked up the phone and hit the speed dials. After a minute he then grabbed his cell phone and began dialing numbers. "Anne...lines are down. I can't reach anyone."

Annie pressed the button for the elevator and waited, "You might have to help me again, if you don’t mind."

Michael nodded setting a hand on her shoulder. "Annie...this may...umm...well...do you trust me?"

Annie looked at him strangely, "Of course I do. Your my husband."

"I just have a feeling...that there may be a time when I'll need you to leave me with Brad...I hope not...but..." Michaels voice trailed off. "Just a bad feeling...that I hope I'm wrong with."

The doors opened up and Annie and Michael stepped in, "I have that feeling too. I pray that its not what I think it is."

Michael nodded his head slowly. "You're not the only one..." he said quietly as he pressed the 1st floor button. "You're not the only one."



Chapter 28

Michael shielded his eyes from the bright thunder flash as he saw the two figures, one leaning on the other, standing in the doorway. "Brad? Are you okay?" Michael said loudly over the crash of thunder.

"Hurts so bad...hurts really bad..." Brad sobbed his hand on his small rounded belly. The clothes he wore stuck to his body with rain and sweat as he is guided into the dry lobby by the elevator.

Annie walked up pushing a wheelchair, "Sit down slowly, Brad."

Brad nodded as he eased himself into the chair. "It started right after dinner. I was laying down on the couch with Amy...I thought it was just indigestion...or maybe diarrhea. But I went to the bathroom and couldn't go..." Brad explained, heaving a sigh...

Michael felt his eyes glaze over again...diarrhea...had to have been...couldn't have been anything else...Mikey was teasing him before bed..."Hey freak...got the bubble guts, huh? I got something that I can shove up there to stop it up..." He was asleep now...his snores could be heard from behind the closed door...no chance of him hearing...pain...cramping...better hurry...he pushed the covers off of his body...he looked down at his belly...he was getting fat..but it didn't show in his face or anywhere else...just concentrated in his middle...

"Don’t worry, Michael and I will take care of you." said Annie as she looked at her husband once again as they rode the elevator

Michael snapped back into the reality at the mention of his name as the elevator came to a stop.
"Yeah, we got you. Don't worry."

Annie pushed Brad into a room, "Here let me help you." She gently pulled him to his feet, "Lean on me. Rate the pain."

Brad groaned as he stood up, leaning on her for support. "Uhh...maybe a 7 or 7.5...it's like really bad Chinese." His mouth quirked up in a small grin.

Annie smiled slightly, laying him down on the table. She quickly undresses him seeing the crimson red spot on his boxers. Laying the clothes in the wheelchair, she saw that her husband noticed them too.

Michael looked at the discarded clothing, the small bright red drops catching his eye. "Brad, don't worry...we're gonna get you taken care of."

Annie nods, as she takes off her wedding bands, "Here Baby, put those in your pocket."

Amy held her husband's hand and leaned down into his ear, "Don’t worry Baby, Everything will be all right."

"Want the Sono-site, honey?" Michael said, already making his way to the corner where the small ultrasound device sat charging.

"Yes." Annie sat as she put a sheet over Brad's legs and then lifted his shirt

Brad looked down at his small belly, giving it a small rub on one side. "Come on kid...why do you have to give me a rough time..."

Michael made his way back over with the Sono-site, the power now on. "Here you go honey." He said, handing it to her.

"Thanks." Annie said squirting gel on his belly, taking the wand and putting it on his belly

Brad could only study Annie's and Michael's expressions as he felt her move the wand over the blob of gel on his stomach. The screen was tilted out of his view. He gave Amy's hand a tight squeeze as he waited, his ears now sensitive to hear the familiar "Woosh-woosh" sounds equated with the developing child’s heartbeat. It was only last week that he was in here in the same bed, smiling and laughing as he heard that blessed heartbeat fill the room. Now, he longed for that sound again as reassurance...

Annie looked over at Michael and knew what this meant.

Michael closed his eyes momentarily, taking in a deep breath before opening his eyes again and took a small step closure to Brad.

"W-what is it? What's going on? Why...why don't I hear anything? Are you done? Is the sound off...what's wrong?" Brad asked, his voice trembling.

Annie turned off the machine and wiped off his belly, "Brad, Amy, I'm so sorry, but the baby is gone. You're miscarrying."

Michael gave Brads shoulder a firm, secure squeeze.

Brad looked from Annie to Michael and back again. "No...no way...there's something wrong...there's something wrong with the machine you're using...there's gotta be." he stammered, setting both his hands on the side of his belly. "Come on...wake up...you're just sleeping...that's it..."

Amy put her hand to her mouth and started crying, "Annie, you said....last week....that....that....that everything was fine. What the hell went wrong?"

Annie looked at her with sympathy, "I know. I don’t know exactly what happened, but if I could, I would do something, anything to save your baby."

Brad was still giving his belly small shakes, tears streaming down his face. "Come on...wake up...you have to wake..." He felt his body tense up as a cramp radiated in his belly. "Stop it...stop it..."

Michael took one of his hands and gave it a squeeze. He looked down in Brad's eyes and shook his head slowly. "You have to let go..."

Brad's eyes slowly widened as he slowly stopped shaking his small belly. His eyes filled with tears as he looked into Michael's strong eyes. "I..I don't want to..."

Michael gave his shoulder another squeeze. "You have to..." he whispered.

Amy looked at Annie, "Why are you still standing there? Why don’t you start doing something to save our baby?"

"There is nothing I can do, but make sure Brad is comfortable, Amy." Annie said

Brad reached up and took Annie's arm, looking at her with tears in his eyes. "Amy...please...she...she would do something if she could..."

"You know I would in a heartbeat. Michael and I would do anything. I'm so sorry that I cant."

Amy nods, "I know."

Brad looked over at Annie. "When...when will..."

Annie swallowed the lump in her throat, "Usually, I would have to take you to the hospital, so I could do surgery. I know you don’t want to down the route, so maybe an hour or two. Can I give you something for the pain?"

Brad shook his head. "N...no...I'm fine..."

Michael whispered in Anne's ear. "It's probably best if he does it here. The way he's cramping...it shouldn't be any more than an hour or two...maybe sooner."

Annie looks at him and nods swallowing the lump in her throat

Michael gave her arm a squeeze as he returned to Brad. "How you feeling? Still cramping up?"

Brad sniffled and wiped his eyes. "Yeah...a little...not as bad though..." \

Amy leaned down and took Brad’s hand, "I love you. One day we will have the baby we wish for everyday."

Brad felt tears stream down his face. "Y...yeah..."

Michael looked up. "Amy...Annie...can you please leave us alone for a bit?"

"I think we should take a bit of a walk."

Annie nods, "Come on, Amy. I know where there is some frosting at."

Michael nodded and set a hand on her shoulder. "Trust me Anne. I'll let you know if anything major happens...he needs someone that's gone through this..>"

Annie nods as she grabbed Amy's hand and they walked out

Brad sniffled. "Y...you went through this before..."

Michael nodded as he pulled the chair over to him and nodded. "Yeah...I have...didn't know it at the time...I was stil a kid."

Brad looked at him. "What...what was it like..."


Michael took a deep breath, letting his thoughts drift back to that night...

“I held my stomach and slumped along the wall, the cramps in my belly squeezing even harder. A small groan came out of my mouth as I forced my body to clench shut until I reached the bathroom.

I finally made it to the bathroom. It felt like an eternity...the cramps were so bad, my knees were shaking. I pulled down my pajama pants and my underwear. I nearly freaked...there was blood in the crotch…

I almost yelled out...but I couldn't...I would wake the entire floor. I inched my way over to the toilet, only vaguely aware that I was dripping blood on the black and white tile.

Feeling that cold toilet seat on my behind was a blessing and a curse. I let my bowels open up...but nothing. My belly was cramping...but nothing... All I heard was the dripping blood from my perineum. It was agony...sitting there...alone...in pain...

It got so bad I started to cry...I bit my fist trying not to scream. Minutes passed like hours. To be in this much pain with no help...and no relief...I wiped myself and began walking around the bathroom...every so often returning to the toilet...nothing. I was so frustrated...I gave up and began pulling up my clothes. I was massaging my belly...right below my navel trying to get relief...when I noticed I felt something...a lump...move down...

I kept pressing on it, the pressure increasing..the cramps starting again, I knew I had to try and get back up on the toilet or I would make a mess all over but I didn't care...All I wanted to do was just get rid of that pain...those cramps...I tried pushing down with the cramps...

I crouched by the tub, holding onto the sides while I pushed down, I massaged my belly...feeling that lump move. I groaned...nearly biting my tongue to keep from screaming...

I felt something come out...I didn't know what it was...I didn't look...it felt lumpy and squished as it passed out of me. I could feel that hot blood gush out of me...splashing against my backside...it was a big relief.

I felt between my legs by my perineum...it was sticky and warm...there was something hanging from it..it felt like a thick cable or something...I pulled on it...my belly cramped up again and I pushed...something else came out...right in my hands...it was warm...squishy...

I wanted to see what came out of me. I looked down at the floor. There was a lot of blood...it was hard to believe all of it came out of me...there was also some lumpy spots...and two big lumps...connected by that cord. I had no idea...no idea...that had just given birth...it didn't look like a baby...it didn't move or make any noise...

I hurried up and cleaned up the bathroom. I dum...I dumped the lumps in the toilet...it took 5 flushes for it all to go down. I used nearly three rolls of toilet paper to clean myself up...and at least 5 towels and a bottle of cleaner to clean the blood and stuff...I took a small bath in the tub, running just enough water to splash on me and wash everything off...

I had to walk back to the room in the nude...my clothes were soaked in blood. I passed by the mirror...I noticed I wasn't as fat as I was when I came in. I felt...relieved...even though I was still bleeding...I put on fresh pajamas and put about a half a roll of toilet paper in my underwear by my perineum because I just kept bleeding...

I went back to sleep...no idea...none at all...that I had just miscarried my first child...Even after everything my dad taught me...I didn't know...I went to sleep like nothing happened...”


Michael came back into the present, blinking...feeling his cheek which was damp with tears. "I...I'm sorry...I went on and on..."

Brad shook his head, a hand resting on his belly. "No...it's okay...I...I appreciate you sharing that with me."

Michael walked to the sink and began washing his face. "Yeah...it's not a story that I tend to share with everyone. How are you feeling?"

Brad looked towards the ceiling. "It still hurts." He said quietly.

Michael wiped his face with his towel and returned to where Brad laid. "Do you want me to get Annie?" he asked quietly.

Brad shook his head. "No...no...I don't want her to feel guilty...she does, you know..."

Michael nodded. "Yeah...she does. It may take her a while to...you know..."

Brad nodded. "Yeah...the doctor who did my unsealing procedure said that there was a chance that if I got pregnant so quick after the process, I would miscarry...I just thought...once I reached this far, it would be oka--" Brad's face contorted into a frown as he felt a strong cramp squeeze through him. He groaned loudly, breaking off into a sob.

Michael reacted instinctively, reaching out and pulling Brad up into a tight embrace, letting him sob in his shoulder, leaving his legs in the stirrups. "It's time...don't worry...I'm right here..."

Brad sobbed in his shoulder as he felt the cramp push the fetus down into his perineum. "No...I didn't...it wasn't supposed to be like this..." he groaned.

Michael rubbed the back of his head. "You have to let go...let go...it's going to kill you if you don't let go...okay? Go on and push..."

Brad sobbed as he groaned loudly, straining as he sobbed in Michaels shoulder. "It hurts...it hurts so bad..."

"It's gonna do that...just keep going. One more push..." Michael whispered in his ear, keeping his embrace gentle as he felt Brad's body push down.

Brad nodded as he bore down more, giving a muffled scream as he felt something small and wet slip out of him. He sobbed loudly in Michael's shoulder.

Michael gave his head one last pat before gently laying him down, adjusting his knees to look between his legs. The lifeless fetus laid below his perineum...small...motionless...the cord looped around it's body leading inside the perineum. He quickly pushed up Brad's shirt to massage his belly, which was still contracting. "It's out...okay...you got it out...The placenta is on the way now..."

Brad sobbed, his tear soaked red eyes covered by his hand as his chest heaved with each sob.

Michael gave gentle pulling pressure as he massaged the last of Brad's belly. "I need you to give me one small push for the placenta...and that's it, okay. Just a small one."

Brad gave a small push, his sobs intensifying as he felt his perineum fill, and then release the small, bloody placenta from his body.

Michael gently placed the placenta next to the baby under the perineum. "I'm gonna get Amy and Anne...I'll be right outside, I'll be back." Michael gave his friends inner thigh a comforting pat before standing up and walking out the door towards the kitchen, forgetting that his hands were still bloody. "I...it's over."


Annie sat at the counter rubbing Amy's back as she sobbed with a big bowl of homemade frosty in front of them, "I know. I'm so sorry." She looked up seeing her husband's tear stained face with blood on his hands, and her heart skipped a beat, "Michael?" she asked as she stood up slowly

Michael nodded. "Yeah. He delivered the placenta too...I thought you...you would want to..."

Amy looked at him, "Is Brad okay?"

Michael nodded. "He's fine...he just needs you."

Amy nods standing up, rushing off to see him.

Annie watched Amy rush off, "Are you okay?" She asked as she gave him a towel

Michael nodded as he took the towel, wiping his hands. "Yeah...I'm fine...It's good that I paid attention to you during those deliveries." He looked outside at the pouring rain and looked at the clock. "100AM...it's too bad for them to go out now...they're staying the night...and the next three days."

Annie nods putting her arms around him, "I guess we better put off our news for a while."

"Yeah...it wouldn't be right...not now." Michael said, wrapping his arms around her. "Are you all right?"

Annie looked up at him with her arms still around him and shook her head, "I'm doing my best to be strong for them, but its hard. I feel like I could break down and cry any minute now

Michael nodded. "We can't Anne...we have to be there...we have to be strong. We can't do it in front of them...they need us."

Annie nods, "I know. I owe it to Brad...and to Amy. He stayed strong for me when I was raped, so I have to stay strong for them."

Michael nodded. "IT was a mess babe...it was a mess..."

Annie nods putting her hand on his flat belly

Michael set his hand on top of hers and gently brought it up, kissing her fingertips.

Annie smiled, "Come on. I cant fall apart in your arms just yet, so lets go."

Michael nodded. "Yeah...okay."

Annie took a deep breath and let it out slowly as she grabbed his hand


Brad slowly, delicately picked up the child between his legs, setting it on his shirt. "A..Amy..."

Amy looked at him and smiled slightly, "Brad..." as she walked in

Brad looked up as she walked in. "Annie..." he said, whispering. "O...our angel.."

Amy walked over to the table, and looked at the lifeless baby in his arms, "Yes our angel." she said as she tried to hold back tears

Brad nodded. "It's a girl...Our sweet angel..." he whispered...gently touching her small hand.

Amy let out a sob and she leaned over and kissed her head

Michael stepped forward, a hand resting on Anne's shoulder. "You're going to have a lot of heavy bleeding for a few days along with some cramping as everything contracts back down. There's no way you can work in that state, so you can stay here, of course."

Annie nods, "He's right. You're going to stay here. You can even have the bedroom across the hall if you want. Anything we can do to help you."

Brad nodded. "We don't want to put you out or anything..."

Michael held up a hand. "You have one whole homebirth floor at your disposal. You are not putting us out by any means."

Annie nods, "He's right. Anything you need, anything at all, just ask. You're family and we want to help."




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Michael pressed the up elevator button, heaving a sigh as he heard the elevator move. "You showed Brad and Amy where the extra pads were? He's gonna have a lot of bleeding through the night and over the next couple days..."

Annie nods, "Yeah. Hold the elevator, I'll be right back

Michael nodded as he stepped on, holding the Door Open button.

Annie walks quickly to her office, grabs a file folder, opens it, pulls a medium folder out, closes the folder, and puts it back before running to the elevator to join her husband

Michael looked at her. "Forgot something?"

"Yeah. The last sonogram picture of Brad and Amy's baby."

Michael looked at her as the doors opened up onto their floor. "Perhaps you should wait until morning...get a sleep in."

Annie shook her head, "I cant. I got to show what I missed."

Michael gently took her hand with the ultrasound pictures in them. "Annie..." he said, his voice starting to crack a bit as he looked in her eyes. "Please...it's two in the morning...please get some sleep."

Annie looked at him and started to cry, "You don’t get it. I did this."

Michael gasped, feeling his defenses start to crack. "No...no you didn't..." He said, his grip tightening on her hands. "There was no way...no way you could've seen it happening.

"Yes I could have, Michael. If I seen something last week then i could have prevented it. I didn't see it and its all my fault that their baby died." Annie cried as she sunk herself down on the couch

Michael felt his own tears stream from his face. "You don't know that...there's no way you could've known that...there were to..." His voice caught in his throat. "Too many factors...you did nothing wrong..." He sank down on the couch next to her.

"I failed him. All my life, I never failed him. I promised him a baby, and now instead of enjoying the pregnancy, we have two people....two people that we love....downstairs making decisions on where to bury their baby. You were right...." Annie cried as she looked at him

Michael soon found himself crying, his voice cracking. "You didn't fail anyone...not me...not him...not anyone...This happens...it happened..happened with me..."

"And what if I fail us?" She got up and slammed the folder on the coffee table, "What if I miss something with our own baby and we have to bury it like Brad and Amy?" She quickly ran to the bedroom before she broke down

Michael wiped his eyes and followed her in the bathroom, nearly breaking the door off it's hinges. "Don't think like that...please do...Don't think like that...I need you...Amy and Brad need you..." His voice was now cracking with every other word. "We're in this together...you will not fail us...if anything...I'll fail..like...like I failed that time..."

Annie looked at him, "But you didn't know you were pregnant, so you didn't fail." She said then she walked into the bathroom.

"I should...I should've known...for Christ's sake, I had a father who was a bearing...bearing male..." Michael said, sobbing. "He showed and told me everything..."

Annie gripped the sink with both hands as she tried to process all this mess, "People have miscarriages all the time."

Michael sobbed. "Still...it happened to me...I did it...I could've went to the dorm master....I could've told someone...but I didn't...I...I...I didn't...I just wanted to feel better..."

"It wasn't your fault. You...you....you didn't do anything wrong."

Michael continued sobbing, looking down at the floor. "I could've done something...I could've cried out...got some help...all I had to do...I deserve everything that happened to me...I deserve having to bear all six of those children...I deserve being nearly put to death..."

Annie looked at herself in the mirror before releasing the sink and walking back into the room, "You really think that? You really fucking think that?"

Michael looked up at her, tears streaming down his face. "Do you...do you believe that you're responsible..."

Annie looked at him, her jaw set, eyes swollen from crying, face showing exhaustion, "Yes. I'm a doctor damn it, I'm supposed to bring babies healthy into the world, but instead I couldn't see anything wrong because I was exhausted from the night before. I'm fucking responsible."

"I...If you're responsible for that..." Michael choked. "Then I am for my sin..."

Annie looked at him, "What the hell is your sin? For being stupid right now? You didn't do anything wrong."

Michael looked down at the floor. "I'm...but I..."

"You're what?"

Michael covered his face and sobbed in his hands. "I...I don't want...I don't want to feel like that..."

"Like what? Feel like what?"

Michael looked up at her. "Like I did something wrong..."

Annie shook her head as she starting hitting him lite on the chest with her fist, "You didn't. You were a kid. Just like I was. And I'm sorry....I'm so sorry." She started to sob as she as kept hitting him, "I failed my mother....I failed my father....I failed my sisters who don’t even fucking care about me.....I failed you....I failed Brad. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I'm a failure" She sobbed out as she fell to the floor

Michael embraced her, feeling the hits on his body as he sobbed with her. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."

"I don’t deserve anything." Annie sobbed out as she got up, ran into the bathroom, and slamming the door

Michael followed her into the bathroom. "You...you deserve me...you deserve happiness..." he choked out, tears streaming down his face. "And I deserve you..."

Annie throws herself in his arms and sobbed into his chest, "I'm a failure and I’m sorry"

Michael wrapped his arms around her, sobbing as well. "I'm sorry..."

Annie looked up at him, after the sobbing from the two died down, "I didn't mean to call you stupid. I'm sorry."

Michael looked down at her. "You can call me stupid anytime you want...if you will quit blaming yourself..."

Annie nodded, "It was God's way. Just like everything bad in our lives. He does this stuff to make us stronger in the end."

Michael nodded. "Y-yeah...we should get some sleep..."

"Yeah...Especially you. Did I hurt you when I hit you?"

Michael shook his head..."N-no...I'm fine...remember...I used to get hit on a lot in my life..."

Annie nods kissing him on the lips, "I love you."

Michael enjoyed the taste of her lips, slightly tinged with salt from tears. "I love you too...I love you so much...I don't like to see you hurt..."

Annie nods, "My past is a fucked up mess, and I think what happened tonight just mixed in with my emotions. I'm sorry that I went back there."

Michael nodded. "It's okay...you're only human..."

Annie hugged him, "Come on Baby, lets go to bed."


Chapter 30

"That was a beautiful spot we picked to bury her..." Brad said as he followed the group into the elevator.

"Yeah. I didn't expect that many people to show up. Thank you for letting us come back here. It’s been pretty crowded at our place." said Amy taking Brad's hand

Michael nodded. "It's no problem. How are you feeling Brad?"

Brad gave a small, wry smile. "I'm still cramping a bit, but it's better than it was. I think I need to change the pad out."

The doors opened and they all walked out, "I'll go get you one. I got to get these heals and hose off." said Annie as she walked toward the bedroom

"I can get it for ya. Third cabinet right?" Michael said, pressing the down button on the elevator

"Yeah. Can I get you anything to eat or drink?" asked Annie as she took off her high heals

Brad sat down at the table, sighing. "I'll take some juice if you have any."

"That’s fine for me too. I'm not really hungry." said Annie sitting beside Brad and taking his hand

Annie nods, "Michael said that my cooking is improving, but I don’t think so." She reached into the fridge and grabbed four bottles of orange juice, "Here you go."

Brad opened his bottle and gave a small smile. "It's probably better than it was in college...I remember one time, you tried to make shrimp fried rice..."

Annie gave him a look, "How was I supposed to know you're not suppose to fry the shrimp with the rice?"

Brad laughed as he patted Amy's hand. "She nearly set off the fire alarms in the dorm. It was so funny."

Amy laughs, "I have never been that bad, but I came close."

Brad smiled at her warmly, kissing her cheek. "I've never know it to be bad."

"I'll never forget your face when you ate that stuff." said Annie as Michael stepped off the elevator

Michael smiled upon seeing his family smiling and laughing. "Sorry I took a little long guys...I wanted to preheat the stove so I can start baking a few rolls for dinner tonight. Did I miss something?"

"No." Annie answered quickly trying not to laugh

Michael quirked an eyebrow. "Oh really?"

Annie smiles innocently, "Brad is being mean to me. He is talking about my cooking."

Michael grinned as he walked over to the group. "Now, now...none of that. She IS getting better..."

Annie smiled proudly taking his hand

"Yeah...she only burned two bags of popcorn in the microwave last week." Michael said, nodding.

"Michael! How many times do I have to explain what happened? The bag and the microwave have two different instructions. I don’t know which one is right." Annie said dependently

"Dear...the microwave does have a button specifically for Popcorn. The trick is you have to be there to watch it."

"Brad, your grandmother always told us not to stand enough of the microwave so we don’t get cancer, now didn't she? She did. Till this day I don’t stand in front of it, so there." Annie said playfully sticking out her tongue at her husband

Michael laughed with the others as he gave her a small kiss. "I know dear, I know..."


Chapter 31

"Michael will be down in a few minutes. Now, Bradley, I want to see you later this week." Annie said as she walked up to the couple standing by the door

Brad nodded. "Understood. So...umm...Michael has been ill for a while now...seems like he can't keep anything down."

Annie nods, "He'll be fine."

Brad nodded, smiling. "Okay..."

Annie hugs both of them, "You two are welcome to stay with us anytime."

Michael arrived in the front of the building, holding his stomach and smiling wearily. "Hey...sorry guys...I haven't been able to kee--"

"You're having a baby, aren't ya?" Brad asked suddenly.

Annie looks at Michael and nods, "Once again, Bradley, I had a speech all prepared."

Brad nodded. "I know you too well..." with a warm smile he walked up to Annie and gave her a hug. "Congrats, Annie...you two deserve it...so much..."

Annie felt tears in her eyes as she hugged him back, "I have been wanting to tell you, I just couldn't. I'm going to be a mother. We're pregnant. Oh God, I didn't cry this much when we found out."

Michael nodded. "I would agree with that."

Brad turned to Michael and embraced him, a small tear trailing down his face. "Thank you...so much man. You were...a big help to me."

Annie hugged Amy, "It will happen to you too one day."


Chapter 32

Annie walked into their bedroom one morning seeing Michael sitting on the bed in his boxers with his head in his hands, "Still nauseous, Baby?"

Michael looked up at his wife, his eyes showing signs of wear. "Eh? Uhh...yeah..."

Annie walked into the bathroom quickly and wetted a wash cloth, "Here. Put this behind your neck."
she said as she walked back into the room*

Michael gave a soft purr of gratification as he felt the cool towel on his neck. "Thank you so much..." He said quietly.

Annie looked at him knowing he's afraid to move. "I'm going to go put a sign on the bakery door that we'll be closed today. You're going to stay in bed with a bucket."

Michael shook his head as he slowly stood from the bed. "No...I'm gonna be fine...When I get in the kitchen...the smell soothes my stomach."

Annie looked up at him, "Baby, you're pregnant and your sick. You deserve to stay in bed....and rest."

Michael began getting dressed. "Babe...I'm pregnant, not dying. I'll be okay. I know my limits."

Annie sat down slowly breathing deeply as she put her head in her hands

Michael sat down next to her, wrapping an arm around her. "I'm sorry..."

Annie felt the bile rise up in her throat, "I'm going to be sick." She said as she put her hand over her mouth and ran into the bathroom

Michael blinked as he followed her into the bathroom, his eyes going wide as he saw her retching in the toilet. "Are you okay, babe?" He said, kneeling by her, moving her hair out the way.

Annie moaned as she leaned forward and retched heavily into the toilet

Michael rubbed her back gently. "Poor thing..."

Annie panted as she sat down on the floor, "Oh God. I don’t know what triggered that."

Michael shook his head. "Morning sickness...sounds like you got what I got." he said, setting the cool cloth on her neck. "I take it, of course, you're gonna cancel your appointments."

Annie looked at him, "I think we both should take the day off. I never thought that morning sickness would ever happen to me."

"Both of us?" Michael said, rubbing her back. "Play hooky?"

Annie nods, "I think we need it. You got to admit, we have been working very hard that we really haven't spent any time together."

Michael thought for a minute. "You're right...and with our jobs, we can't really afford to be sick...I mean, I can't jolly well hurl in a customers wedding cake...and you can't very well blow chunks while telling a mom to push. We may as well take a break for today..."

Annie gets up and flushes the toilet, "I agree. Lets go sit on the couch or lay in bed watching movies all day, and if we feel like it, maybe more."

Michael nodded as he walked out into the living room holding her hand. "Yeah...sounds like a plan to me. Hang on a minute...lemme make a sign..." Michael gave her hand a squeeze as he walked behind the couch and pulled out a large poster board and several small bottles of paint. He laid them out on the floor in front of the couch. “Hmm...what should I say?" he asked looking a bit like a kid.

Annie stood there with her finger to her mouth thinking, "Closed due to spending time with my wife."

Michael thought "Nice...but that would give the assumption that were just goofing off...which, well, we are...but we shouldn't be too blatant with it! I know!" Michael grinned as he started to paint several words on the white poster. "CLOSED DUE TO BUN IN OVEN IRONIC, HUH?"

Michael grinned at his handiwork. "There. That should address the issue!"

Annie nods and smiled, "Its perfect, but that’s the last time you are painting anything while your pregnant."

"Awww...how come? Wrong colors?"

"Fumes."

Michael blokes and sniffed the air. "This is craft paint--fume free!"

Annie smiles and narrowed her eyes at him, "You've planned this?"

Michael looked up innocently. "Who? Me?"

Annie shook her head and smiled, "You clever man. I love you." she laughs as she kisses him

Michael giggled as he returned her kiss. "If the next nine months are gonna be like this...we may have a bigger family than we accounted for."




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"Michael! Michael! Look!" said Annie smiling excitedly as she happily ran into the living room one evening

Michael snorted awake, blinking several times and yawning. "Eh? What's wrong?"

"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up." said Annie

"Oh no, it's okay. I was just watching that first Trek movie." Michael said, turning the TV back to cable. "I swear, that first movie is a sleep inducer. It never fails--after the first twenty minutes, it's snooze city. Why are you so excited?"

Annie smiled proudly; "Look!" she said putting the bowl in front of him

Michael blinked and looked in the bowl. "Cake mix?"

Annie frowned looking into the bowl, "Oops wrong bowl. That is for later." She walks back into the kitchen, grabbed the right bowl and walked back, "This is the right bowl. Look!"

Michael blinked as he looked at the overflowing bowl of golden popcorn. "Amazing! You did it! Perfectly golden with no burn!"

Annie smiled, "I did what you said and watched it, but from the side of the microwave." she said as she sat down beside him

Michael grinned. "Good job! Now let's try it out with a good movie...emphasis on good..." Michael said, walking over to the DVD player. "Wanna watch anything in particular?"

Annie tucked her feet under her, "I don’t care."

Michael ran his fingers across the DVD cases on the shelf. "Hmm...Trek 2 sounds good."

Annie laughs, "Again? You can practically memorize the movie by now." she said as she eats

Michael grinned. "it's a classic movie! Besides the even number ones are awesome...except for Next Gen...they suck..."

Annie laughs looking at his clothes and belly, "Do you need any new clothes now?"

Michael popped the disk in the machine and hit play before returning to the couch, snuggling under the blanket. He lifted his shirt and set her hand on his abdomen where a slight curve was developing. "For this? Nah...I can go a week or so longer."

Annie got under the blanket and put her head on his chest and her hand on his belly

Michael gave a soft purr of contentment as he picked up the remote. "I guess I can go get new clothes...so long as you go with me...and as long as I don't get those ridiculous male maternity outfits...seriously..."

Annie looked up at him, "So you want t shirts and sweats?"

Michael nodded. "Yeah..that sounds cool...but I want something...well...promise you won't laugh?"

Annie smiles and shook her head, "After seeing what some of these guys come in wearing, I cant promise not to laugh, but go ahead and tell me."

Michael felt his cheeks burn red. "Overalls..." he mumbled.

Annie smiles, "Baby, overalls aren't that bad. We can get you some."

Michael smiled "Really?! I think they are very cool things to wear...and they're adjustable so when my belly gets bigger I can just adjust 'em! There's a picture of my dad wearing them when he was preggers with me."

Annie nods lifting the blanket and kissing his belly, "I need to examine you and do a sonogram one day."

Michael nodded smiling at the feel of her lips on his skin. “Really now? And tell me doctor...what afterwards?" he said giving her a sly smile.

Annie smiles cuddling up to him, "Maybe that night we can....you know..."

Michael sighed with content. "Heard from Brad and Amy?"

Annie nods, "Yep. She called in to schedule a yearly exam. They are trying to get pregnant. He quit the prison."

"Huh?! You're kidding!" Michael said blinking.

Annie nodded, "Amy said that he stopped a fight in there and got cut on his arm, and that woke up his eyes."

"He deserves much better than that place." Michael said nodding.

"I know, Baby. I actually feared for my life in there, and I'm a woman. I cant imagine how much afraid a man can be in there." Annie looked at him

Michael closed his eyes slowly. "Yeah...it was terrifying for anyone...there was a guy who came in...young guy...at most he was nineteen...it got out it was a bearer male...they jumped him almost every day..."

"I remember him...and what they did." She shutters slightly as she struggles closer to him.

Michael gave a sigh. "They don't have any respect for bearers..."

"Yeah." She sat up and looked at him, "Lets not worry about that now. Seriously, Michael, you are up for your monthly exam and I need and want to do a sonogram. You haven't had one since we found it we are pregnant."

"Wanted to do it now?" Michael said looking down at her.

"I can’t do a sonogram unless you have a full bladder." She looked up at him

Michael nodded and picked up the glass of water on the table. "To your health." he said before downing the glass.

Annie gets up, "You work on that while I go set up the room and get your chart. Don’t turn me in to the Board Of Health for not wearing my scrubs."

Michael grinned as he got up and walked to the kitchen, getting another cup of water from the tap. "Of course not dear."

Annie smiles, "See ya down there."


Chapter 34

Michael laid back on the exam table, his bladder near bursting, but the excitement of seeing their child on screen after four months dulled the fullness he felt. "Ready and waiting dear."

Annie pulled up his shirt, "We'll do this real quick and then you can go to the bathroom. This might be cold." She said as she squirted gel on his small belly

Michael gave a small giggle as he felt the cool gel on his belly. "Take your time...I wanna see it as much as you do."

Annie pushes some buttons on the computer and presses the wand to his belly, as her free hand takes his

Michael gave her hand a squeeze as he looked on with Annie at the black and white screen.

Annie smiles as tears well up in her eyes, "There it is. There's our baby."

Michael gasped at the small form in free float on the screen. His eyes went wide as Annie tapped a control and zoomed in on its little heart, beating and pulsing. "Look at him float...just relaxing in there...not a care in the world."
Michael said in awe.

Annie smiles, "He or she knows that we are going to love and take care of it so he or she is just chilling."

Michael grinned. "I've seen ultrasounds before...but it's different...really different...when you see your own, isn't it?"

Annie nods swallowing the lump in her throat, "It is. Just seeing what our love made. It all seems so real. We're going to be parents. I'm going to be..." Her voice was cracking "....a mother"

Michael gave her a warm smile. "Aww now honey...don't turn on the waterworks just yet...especially when I'm laying here with a bladder full to bursting."

Annie smiled letting go of his hand to push some buttons on the computer and the sound of printing filled the room, "I cant help it." She gave him a tissue to wipe off his belly as she took one and wiped her eyes

Michael wiped off his belly, tossing the tissue in the garbage pail by the table. "It's okay. We know how happy you are." he said patting his belly.

Annie smiled and leaned down to kiss his lips, "I know you are as happy as I am. You're going to be a Daddy."

Michael grinned as he felt her lips touch his. "And you're gonna be a mommy...cool huh?"

Annie giggled, "Very cool."

"Though it won't be cool to mop up the puddle I'm gonna make if I don't drain my bladder."

Annie makes a face and takes his hand, pulling him up, "Go!"

Michael quickly waddled toward the bathroom, not bothering to pull on his pants as he closed the door behind him.

Seconds later, a loud pouring sound and a relieved groan could be heard.

Annie smiles as she looks at the printout of her child

After about three minutes, A very relieved looking Michael emerged from the bathroom. "Man...that...that felt so freaking GOOD!"

Annie smiles looking up from writing in his chart, "Good. Shall we get started?"

Michael nodded as he laid back down on the exam table and put his feet in the stirrups. "Man that feels better."

Annie smiles, "Okay. I know these answers, but I have to ask Any abnormalities? Blood? Discharge? Fluid shown?"

"No, no, and no." Michael said shaking his head. "Everything has been cool."

Annie smiles writing in his chart, "Are you planning on nursing?"

"Yup." Michael replied.

"I thought so. Okay. Lift your shirt all the way up." said Annie putting down the chart

Michael complied, lifting his shirt over his slightly rounded belly. "There you are."

Annie feels his beasts, "Have your breasts or nipples been sore or tender?"

Michael shook his head. "Nothing out of the ordinary. A little tingly at times, but nothing painful."

Annie nods, "Your milk is starting to come in." She said as she got out a tape measure out of the drawer

Michael blinked. "You know, Doc...I do have a feeling of déjà vu right now..."

Annie grinned, as she started measuring his belly, "So do I."

"Six and a half inches in case you were wondering." Michael said, giving her a small smile, making the blue towel over his waist jump.

Annie blushed as she wrote in the chart, "Oh I know it is. I know it well. Don’t make me hurt you." she said as she snapped on a glove

"You know...that doesn't sound half bad..." Michael said, grinning. "But...work before pleasure..."

Annie smiles as she sits down on the stool in front of his legs, "I cant wait. Just relax Baby."

Michael gave a sigh and let his body go completely limp. "All yours."

Annie gently put two fingers into his premium and her other hand on his belly

Michael gave a small yelp of surprise and, shockingly to him, pleasure. He closed his eyes as he felt her hands manipulate his body; one hand inserted inside his body, the other hand gently pressing on top of his belly.

"Oh...man...you're right there by the prostate, aren't ya?" he said, squirming slightly.

Annie nods, "Yeah. I know it is. I'm sorry. I'm almost done." She rubbed his knee with her free hand

"You don't have to apologize at all...that...feels...awesome..." Michael said, feeling her touch on his knee.

Annie nods giggling as she gently took her fingers out of him, "You're doing good. Our baby is right on schedule."
she said as she took off her glove and threw it in the trash

Michael sighed as he felt her fingers leave his body, his brow now shining with a few sparkles of sweat. "Good to hear. So do you have a due date for me?"

"August 8th." Annie said smiling as she wrote in his chart

"Double Infinity. Sounds like a good date to me." Michael said grinning.

Annie smiles taking his hand and pulling him up

Michael gave a small grunt as he was pulled up. Once he got to a certain spot, he wrapped his arms around Annie and pulled her back down on the bed on top of him, laughing. "Gotcha."

"I feel overdressed." Annie said laughing

Michael grinned. "You know...I was thinking the same thing...what on earth are we going to do, Doctor..."

Annie giggles and kisses him, "I think you got some work to do, Mr. Dawson."

Michael felt his hands travel over her body under her scrub top, the sensation of her warm skin sending small shocks through his body. "Here?"

Annie looked at him and smiled, "Here, but on the bed."

Michael nodded. "Lead the way."

Annie kisses him and then gets off the table, walking over to the bed she takes off her shirt and pants, "Now you have less work to do." she smiled as she laid down on the bed

Michael laid on top of her, kissing her body gently from the top of her head all the way down her neck and shoulders.

Annie smiles as she rubs his back

Michael felt the gentle caresses on his back and gave a small growl as he continued kissing her body, moving down between her breasts...kissing each mound gently, rubbing his tongue around the dark nipples.

Annie moans as she felt his lips start sucking on her nipples

Michael stayed at her dark nipples, his mouth clamped around the dark skin. His hands were still traveling along her body, gently caressing every inch of her white skin.

"Oh God." moaned Annie in pleasure as she closed her eyes and gripped the sheets

Michael felt the erection between his legs throbbing, pulsing, engorged with blood. He gave a moan as he gently rubbed the small of her back.

"I want you. I need you." Annie moaned as she tried to take off her panties with one hand while still gripping the sheets

Michael gently caressed her hand and pulled her panties down the rest of the way. "I have to have you..." he growled softly, as he kissed down her stomach. "I want you..."

Annie opened her legs, "I'm ready for you."

Michael looked between her legs at his wife’s pink entrance. "Bring me in..." he grunted, feeling his throbbing member leak a clear fluid. "Take me into you..."

Annie arched her back, her lips reaching his, bringing him down to her, she moved down, his erection throbbing at her entrance. She put her legs around his waist and pulled him down, moaning as he entered her

Michael gave a loud primal grunt as he felt his pulsing member enter her body. He began kissing her strongly, his tongue working over hers. "Put your hands on my belly." he grunted.

Annie moans as he kissed her strongly and passionately and she put her hands on his child fill belly

Michael gave another low growl at the touch of her fingers on his small round belly. He then began his slow thrusting, his hips moving in a rhythm to his breathing. "I love you...love you..." he grunted, continuing his thrusting, feeling the walls of her vagina welcoming his throbbing penis.

Annie moves her hips with his as he trusted her faster and harder, "I love you so much." she moaned as her hand went to his back

Michael gave another deep throated growl as he felt her fingers on his back. Those gentle, potent fingers. He continued thrusting into her, feeling the pending eruption build up behind his penis. He could feel his prostate swell with the hot, white thick fluid that would soon explode from the dilated opening in his purple head. "I want to blow inside you..." he grunted.

"Oh God, I'm going to explode, Michael!" Annie moaned loudly as she scratched his back

Michael increased his thrusting, his eyes open and locked onto Annie's as he felt the familiar pulse from his prostate signaling the beginning of his orgasm. "It's coming...it's coming..." he panted as he increased the rate of his thrusts.

"Oh God!" Annie moaned loudly as she scratched his back

Michael gave a primal growl as he felt the familiar, glorious, throbbing release of the thick, white liquid from his swollen member into her soft interior. He grunted with each contraction of his prostate as he felt the thick ropes exit his body.

Annie screamed in pleasure as she felt herself and him explode inside of her.

Michael panted as he felt the last of his seed enter her body, his prostate contractions finally easing. He kissed her on the lips passionately, not wanting to sever the link they currently had.

Annie panted in-between kisses as she looked into his eyes and smiled

"That...was...fun..." Michael said after about five minutes of the couple gazing into each others eyes, still linked together.

"The best." Annie said smiling

Michael looked down at the small curve on his belly. "Kid...you're gonna be rocking a bit like that for a while. Get used to it--we're gonna work on a brother or sister as soon as you come out of there."

Annie giggles kissing him




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"Hmm...I don't know..." Michael studied himself in the dressing room mirror, adjusting the straps on a pair of black denim overalls with a plain white t-shirt underneath. "Two black pair, two blue pair?" he set a hand on the front of his volleyball sized belly. "Let's go ask mom, huh?" Michael walked out the dressing room into the open where Annie stood waiting. "What do you think? Long enough?"

Annie looked at him, "Yeah. I might need to hem them up when you don’t wear shoes. Are you they comfortable?"

Michael nodded, tugging at the straps on his shoulders. "Oh yeah...real comfortable. I like 'em better than the stuff in that other section. I always had a thing for overalls."

Annie handed him some pairs of jeans, "Try these on. And don’t complain."

Michael gave a sigh as he took the pants and walked back into the dressing room. He unhooked the straps and carefully pulled the overalls off, folding them on the door. He caught a look at himself on the mirror on the opposite side of the wall and gave a small laugh. "Look at us, in nothing but our T-shirt and boxers."

Annie looks through the rack of clothes, "Honey, do you need any dress shirts?"

Michael grinned as he sat down and pulled on the pants, wincing as he attempted to button them up. "Uh, yeah...Annie, if you think I'm gonna fit in these pants without splitting them, you got another think coming."

"I'll get you a different size. What color are those?"

"Blue babe."

Annie grabs some clothes and knocks on the door. "Here you go. I cant promise anymore."

Michael grinned as he opened the door and yanked her into an embrace, touching his forehead to hers. "Promise me your heart, and I'll walk around in the nude forever."

Annie smiles kissing his lips, "I promise no more trying on clothes for today."

Michael smiled. "Thank you honey bear. Now, please tell me why did you feel the need to cut off circulation to my lower half with these?" he said, holding up the pants he attempted to try on.

Annie looked at them and took them from his hand, "I'm sorry Baby. I read the wrong size. Forgive me." she pretended to pout

Michael gave her a peck on the lips with a smirk. "You know I can't resist those puppy dog eyes. Okay...but lunch is on you."

Annie smiled and nodded, "You're not too tired, are you?"

Michael shook his head. "Nah, I'm fine. What you got for me?"

Annie hands him a couple of dress shirts, "This is it for today."

A store associate passed by and noticed the young couple in the dressing room. He cleared his throat loudly. "Excuse me ma'am, but this IS the men’s changing room. You are not allowed."

Annie turns to him and smiles, "Yes I know. I was just giving my husband some clothes he needs to try on."

"There are rules in place ma'am. For the privacy of all our patrons--"

"Ow, ow, OW!" Michael groaned, sitting down on the small bench. "I don't feel so well..." he said, putting a hand on his belly. "I don't know what's going on..."

Annie turns towards him, dropping her purse on the floor, "Baby? What’s wrong? What are you feeling?"

"Sir, sir are you all right?" The attendant asked, looking aflutter. "What...what..."

Michael gave Annie a small wink as she bent by him.

"I don't know...it feels like...OW! OW!! Oh what's going on?" Michael wailed out loud.

The attendant quickly scampered off saying "I'll get my manager! I'll get my..."

"What are you doing?" Annie whispered to him

Michael grinned as he saw the attendant run off. "Getting him off our backs. We had better get to the register and scamper off."

Annie smirked, "Get dressed and I'll go pay for these."

Michael grinned. "Yes ma'am."


Chapter 36

Michael finished off the bowl of nachos in front of him with a small burp. "Excuse me. MAN those were good!" he crowed, drinking from his large cup of lemonade.

Annie smiles, "Its funny how before you were pregnant, you've never liked lemonade."

"I know, right? It's so weird," He said, slurping from the cup through the straw. "But I love it! Now....don't you have something to tell me?"

"What? That you're probably going to have heartburn tonight after eating those nachos?"

Michael grinned and shook his head. "Nope. You said that you were gonna tell me if it's a boy or a girl if I promised to go clothes shopping today."

Annie looked at him and laughed as she started to cry "You wanted to go. You said yesterday that you wanted new clothes."

"Yeah, I did...I know I did...but I also wanted to know the sex of the kid, and you said you would tell me when we're done!" Michael said, sticking out his lower lip into a pout. "Come on..."

Annie smiled taking his hand, "We're going to have to start buying blue clothes. We're having a boy."

Michael's eyebrows shot up. "A--a boy?"

Annie smiles as tears well up in her eyes, "Yeah. We're having a son."

Michael set a hand on his belly, leaning back in the chair in shock. "Wow...a son...we're having a son...you in there....you're a boy..."

Annie gets up and comes over to his side putting her hand on his belly, "You're going to have a son that might be a bearer male."

Michael gave a small grin, feeling a small tear trickle down his cheek. "Wow...that's...that's amazing..."

Annie smiles and looked up at him, "I love you."

Michael grinned, kissing her cheek. "I love you too. Now let’s get out of here before we get arrested for making out like a bunch of teenagers."

"Are you going to fake pains again if we do?" asked Annie grabbing her purse and helping him up

Michael shook his head with a small grin as he picked up the bags. "Nope. That's only for special occasions."

Annie laughs, "Let’s go home Baby."

Michael grinned as he stood from the table, picking up the large cup of lemonade from the table. "Okey-Dokey, but I really wanna stop by the Food Supply Store."

Annie looked up, as she took their bags, "Why?"

Michael grinned. "I got an order for a wedding cake the other day! My first big order!"

"Oh. Congratulations Baby!" Annie smiled "I just thought you were going to cook dinner tonight, but I already got dinner planned."

"Oooh...whacha cookin'?" Michael asked.

Annie smiled, "Lasagna, caesar salad, garlic bread...." Annie looked down with disappointment in her eyes,"...and the top of our wedding cake for dessert"

Michael gently picked up her cheek with his hand. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Lets go home."

Michael studied her for a minute as they made their way to the parking lot. "Annie, I know when something’s wrong, and something’s wrong. Now what's wrong?"

Annie looked up at him with tears in her eyes, "You forgot."

"Our anniversary?" Michael said grinning?

Annie nodded "Yes."

"And just what did you think my order was?" Michael said.

Annie looked at him as she put the bags in the back of the car, "Some other happy couple."

"I think I got their picture here in my phone. Lemme show you." Michael pulled out his cell and swooped through several pictures and held it up to her face. "Michael and Annie Dawson."

Annie looked at the picture and smiled, "You're making a wedding cake for us? What about the one Amy made? The top of it is in our freezer."

Michael thought. "Hmm...haven't thought about that..."

Annie looked at him, "Tell me the truth, did you forget and is making this up or what? Cause if you tell me the truth right now, I wont be too mad."

Michael squirmed like a little boy caught in a lie in front of his mom. "Well...I remembered the anniversary...but I forgot about the cake..."

Annie looked at him, "You're lying, aren't you? I know when you are lying. You cant look at me when you lie. Just admit it, you forgot."

Michael sighed. "Sorry..."



Annie nods getting into the car

Michael slowly sat down in the car and fastened his seatbelt. "I'm in the proverbial doghouse aren't I?"

Annie puts on her seatbelt, turns the key and starts to drive off, "I never thought you would forget our anniversary. You, of all people forgot the most important day of our lives. Is it because we didn't have a real wedding?"

Michael shook his head quickly. "Of course not! Our wedding was real as real gets. You're my wife. I just genuinely forgot. I've had a lot on my mind."

Annie's hands tightened on the steering wheel, "You think I don’t?" She asked quietly as she drove toward their house

"Of course! I know you have!" Michael said quickly.

"What's that supposed to mean? No don’t answer that. Cause if you do, then I’m going to have to pull over and I don’t want to be one of these wives screaming at her husband on the side of the road."

Michael kept his lips tightly sealed, almost terrified to breathe. He absently set a hand on his belly and thought "Son...it seems as though I have two important mesons to teach you--how to take care of yourself as a bearer male...and how to understand women."

Annie looked over at him and cut her eyes at him while cursing under her breath

Michael felt her gaze on him and gulped audibly.



A few minutes later, Annie pulled into the drive way, turned off the engine, grabbed her purse, got out and slammed the door trying not to break down and cry

Michael sighed as he closed the car door behind him, taking several steps toward the elevator but seeing the mood she was currently in, decided to go through to the Bakery entrance. "We should give mommy some time to blow off steam. Come on--let's go bake up something nice for her."

Annie walked up to him before he went into the kitchen "Don’t try to make amends now. I don’t know what I'm mad at more You lying to me or you forgot the day we got married?"

Michael looked down at his feet, partially obscured by his swelling tummy. "I'm sorry."

Annie looked at him, "You know just because I'm not a whole woman doesn't mean I don’t want love and romance. I got that on Valentine's Day....and my birthday... and your birthday....three times in a row, but to get nothing on my first anniversary. I mean that’s low."

Michael felt his cheeks redden as he kept his gaze down. From somewhere inside him, a small bubble of anger popped inside him. "I...I'm sorry...what can I do?"

Annie shook her head, "Nothing. Its too late. I'm going upstairs and take something for a headache. Then lay down."

"I can't remember everything..." Michael said as he looked up at her back as she walked away. "I'm only human...There are some things I may need to be reminded of...and you know...you know how I hate guessing at those kinds of things."

Annie pushed the button to the elevator, 'Go look at your calendar" she said as she stepped on the elevator

Michael went into the kitchen and looked on the wall at the new calendar pinned to it. "Wait...my...my calendar? There aren't any dates on my calendar. I just bought it yesterday."

Michael reached in the garbage can and pulled out another calendar. He flipped to the current month and blinked at the date written in bright red ink. "Annie...you wrote this on LAST years calendar."

"The calendar I threw away..."

"Who buys a a new calendar in the middle of the year? I wrote it on every calendar in this building." she said as she started to cry when the door closed


Chapter 37

With her hair pulled up in a messy ponytail, her make up smudged and her eyes red and swollen, Annie sat on the floor surrounded by clothes as she sniffled.

Michael walked into the bedroom noticing Annie sitting amongst the clothes. Torn between wanting to say something and keeping his mouth shut, he sat down on the bed and heaved a sigh.

Annie looked at him while folding one of his shirts, "I know you have something to say so say it."

"I don't know what to say." Michael said quietly.

Annie puts down the shirt, gets up and sits beside him, "I know your sorry, but it still hurts."

Michael looked at her. "The last thing I want to do is hurt you."

Annie looked at him, "I think what hurt me the most is that I saw your face when I mentioned our wedding cake, and knowing that you forgot, but you lied and covered it up

"I just didn't want to disappoint you...I know how much you been through...I didn't want you to go through anymore..."

Annie signed and looked at him, "You never disappoint me. You take care of me and your tolerate my cooking. You are my best friend and I love you. I should have reminded you of today, instead of thinking you would surprise me or talk to Brad and Amy about what I wanted. Women remember more details then men, and I should have known you don’t." Annie smiled, "No offense."

Michael gave a small smile. "None taken."

"I'm sorry I got mad."

"I'm sorry I lied and forgot the most important day to me of my entire li--" Michael paused for a minute, his eyes growing slowly wide.

Annie looked at him, "What?"

Without a word, Michael removed his t-shirt and undershirt to real his rounding belly. "Look..." he whispered, pointing at a patch of skin on the side which bubbled up slightly after a minute.

Annie watches his bell bubble up, "Oh wow. That’s our son." She puts her hand on his belly

Michael gave a grin and set his hand on top of hers. "Yep. That's our boy. Wild child isn't he?"

Annie smiled, 'Just like his Daddy."

"And his mother." Michael said grinning.

Annie grinned and looked around, "Mommy has a mess. She needs to find another thing to do beside clean when she is mad."

Michael looked around and laughed. "Helluva way to spend our first anniversary...me half nude and clothes all around...wait...that was our wedding night."

Annie laughs as she looks at the clock on the nightstand, "We were just getting started on that wedding night at this time a year ago."

Michael knelt down by the pile if clothes and began folding. "So you ripped everything out the closet?"

Annie picks up some clothes and throws them into the closet, "Organizing. I'll finish it up tomorrow. Come on." she said taking his hand

Michael smiled as he took her warm hand. "Happy anniversary."

Annie smiled, "Happy Anniversary. I got you a gift. Its hidden in the living room."

Michael blinked. "A gift? What is it?"

Annie turns around and puts her arms around his neck, "You'll have to wait and see. Don’t worry about not getting me anything, cause you already have."

Michael blinked. "Huh? I did?"

"Michael, follow my eyes." she said as she looked down at his belly

Michael followed her eyes down to his round belly and blinked. "I gave you my navel?" he said, his mouth quirked in a grin.

Annie looked at him and grinned, "You gave me the gift of motherhood."

Michael shared her smile. "But you gave me the gift of fatherhood. Can't think of much else that you can give me..."

Annie smiled and kissed him, "Come on. Lets go salvage our first anniversary."

Michael let her lead him to the living room "Yeah...let's make up for lost time..."




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Michael was sound asleep...his grip on his pillow was like a vice as he snored loudly.

Annie smiled as she heard him snore knowing he needed his much needed sleep, as she sat on the floor of the blue and white nursery cutting tags off of baby clothes

Michael turned over in the bed, scratching the underside of his basketball sized tummy. "Mmm...no more chocolate sauce please...I can't lick it all off Annie..." He mumbled in his sleep.

Annie laughs as she started folding the clothes

Annie’s cell phone chirped with a new message. "Hey! Just came back from the doctor. Four months and everything is great!"

"Oh crap. Please don’t wake him up." Annie said as she got up, tiptoed in the room, and quickly grabbed her phone.

Michael continued snoring, still mumbling in his sleep.

Annie dialed the phone and quietly walked out the door and into the nursery, "Hey its me." she said as she shut the
door

"Hey Annie! Did you and Mike get my message?" Brad crowed happily on the other end. "I sent the ultrasound pictures to his phone."

From behind the closed door a loud chime could be heard along with a yawn and a grunting voice saying "Huh? Whazzat?"

"He's got them, but he is asleep right now. I'll tell him when he gets up, which I think is now. I'm so happy for you!" Annie said into the phone as she sat down in the glider.

Michael padded out the bedroom into the adjacent nursery, one hand raking through his hair the other holding his phone. "yep. I'm awake...tell Bradley that I hope he's happy as I was having a wonderful dream involving my tongue, chocolate sauce, whipped cream, and my wife’s nude body."

Annie giggled as she got up so he could sit down, "I hope you didn't just hear that. Oh, tell Amy thanks for the help putting the border up. I love it, but I'm having second thoughts."

Michael shook his head and motioned for her to sit back down. "Again?! But isn't this the third time?"

"Chocolate sauce huh? Gotta remember that." Brad said laughing. "And I'll let her know...she's still going over samples for our nursery...nothing definite of course..." he let his voice trail.

Annie laughs, "At least I'm not the one having second thoughts about the baby's name. Like my husband."

Michael folded his arms across his chest. "Hey...it's a big deal trying to figure out what our child’s name is gonna be! I wanna get it right!"

"You heard that? No, his initials are going to be AAD, but we don’t know if we should name him Alexander Adam Dawson like he wants or Adam Alexander Dawson like I want."Annie said into the phone

Michael nodded "Yeah...I like that...but how about a name with ADD? He may be good at math!"

Brad snickered on the other end of the phone. "Uhh...it also is the abbreviation for Attention Deficit Disorder..."

Annie laughs, 'I know. I better let you go. It seems like its going to be another name discussion night. Okay. Give my love to Amy. Love you too. Bye."

Michael felt his eyes water slightly. "I'm only trying to be helpful...you guys don't have to make fun of me." he sniffled, wiping his eyes.

Annie walks up to him, 'We are not making fun of you. I would never do that, but we agreed that we would name our son after our fathers. We have already stenciled his initials on the door."

Michael sniffled. "Oh...oh yeah...I forgot...stupid freaking hormones. They get me all confused. Can I get a hug?"

Annie nods putting her arms around him, "You never have to ask for hugs and kisses Baby."

Michael wrapped his arms around her and gave one last sniffle. "Stupid hormonal imbalance. Estrogen and Testosterone are a beast."

"Here sit down. I don’t want you on your feet for long." Annie smiles up at him, "How are you feeling? Beside being hormonal imbalanced?"

Michael sighed as he lowered himself in the glider. "I'm okay...as well as can be expected I guess. Been getting more and more tired...but there are times when I get up and have a bolt of energy..."

Annie grabs a pillow and puts it behind his back, 'Its normal. I just wish I can do something where you can sleep at night. I know this is stupid of me to ask, but it wasn't like this with those six, was it?" She asked as she sat back down on the floor

Michael thought for a minute and shook his head. "It wouldn't last very long...like an hour or two. But don't worry...I'll be okay. Just gotta ride it out."

"This room really came together." Michael said in awe as he looked around. "It's beautiful. Absolutely beautiful." Michael felt tears well up in his eyes again.

Annie nods looking around, "I know. Thanks to Brad and Amy. But instead of the teddy bears and sports border on the wall, would it look good with the Winnie The Pooh border I got too."

Michael thought for a minute. "Hey...how about Paddington Bear?

Annie looked at him and the room. "That could work. Change a few things around." She said as she started putting the baby clothes in the dresser

"My dad used to read me those stories all the time. Even after he passed, I still read them in school. They were the only constant thing I had." Michael grinned as he felt a familiar rustling in his belly. "Hey there sleepyhead."

Annie smiled, "I guess we can take the border off again. We might have to paint over it, and stick a new one on." She said as she got up "Is he awake?"

Michael lifted his shirt over the top of his belly and smiled as he felt the beams of sunlight warm his stretched skin. "Yup. Wide awake, little guy."

Annie smiled as she walked over to him, getting down on her knees and putting her hand on his belly, "Hey Baby Boy. Its Mommy."

Michael gave a small chuckle as he felt his skin bubble up. "Our firstborn son. How cool is that?"

Annie smiled "Pretty cool. He knows my voice, don’t you? You know who your Mommy is."

"Here's hoping he knows who his daddy is--after nine months it would suck if you laid him down on my chest, wet and crying and he looks up and asks "Who the heck are you?"

Annie nods laughing, "He knows you too, Baby. You know Daddy don’t you? He has been reading the Sports Page to you."

"More like "1,001 Ways to Bake Boss Bread."" Michael said laughing. "But I've been keeping him up to date with the Buckeyes. I still think the Saints are gonna beat us though."

Annie nods, "You gave him play by play of the game the other night." She put her lips to his belly and kissed it softly

Michael smiled as he felt her lips contact his belly, which gave a small push up. "Heh. Like father like son. He likes that too, huh?"

Annie smiled, "Mommy loves you."

Michael gave a groan as he slowly struggled to stand up. "Ugh...and Daddy loves you too...when you're not affecting his bladder."

Annie got to her feet and helped him stand, "Daddy loves him always." she said smiling

"Of course." Michael said jogging slowly to the bathroom.

Annie smiles as she cleans up the trash


Chapter 39

Michael flipped to the local news and groaned as he caught sight of the sickeningly familiar face on screen. It was one of those stupid Party candidates running for office. She was standing, red faced, in front of a smallish crowd who were holding up signs like "Mutants, The Uterus is for Women Only!" and "Abominations of the Lord Repent and Seal Up!"

"...And this day, let our voices be heard loud and clear," she said in that annoyingly high and screechy voice. "This mutation is sickening! Men giving birth to children is an abomination of nature and a sin against God! The Pseudo-Uterus is simply a mutation, not a real uterus! Like any other mutation, you take medication for it, you have corrective surgery for it, and you move on! IT IS NOT FOR COMMITTING A GRIEVOUS SIN!"

Annie looked at Michael, "Baby, turn the channel back to the movie." She said as she looked down at her book

Michaels grip tightened on the remote. "It's ridiculous!" He bellowed. "President Marshall signed the Equal Paternity Act ten years ago, and were still hearing this same old crap from these know-nothings?! 'A mutation?!' 'Corrective surgery!' What kind of message is this sending to the kids that are Bearer Males?!"

Annie got up and grabbed the remote, "There is nothing you can do, Michael. As much as you want to, there is nothing. Now calm down."

"You know what's gonna happen? Kids are gonna be bullied in school all over again; just like way back in the day when they tried to dictate who you could or couldn't marry."

Annie sat in front of him, on the coffee table "Listen to me, I know you want to go down to City Hall and talk to that woman, but you cant. You might get arrested. Me too, and I cant risk that with new patients coming in."

Michael took several deep breaths, his face returning to it's normal color. "Yeah..you're right...unless you start a self-service birth center. Just hang instructions on the wall." His mouth quirked into a grin.

"Oooh! Or even better! A drive-thru!" Michael said laughing.

Annie laughs, "Oh yeah I can just see that now."

Michael pounded the couch laughing. "Yeah! 'Insert $10 for standard birth, $20 for water birth. Towels are $1 apiece. Labors longer than 10 hours must stand to the side of the clinic."

Annie laughs and snorts, then covers her mouth with her hand,

Michael laughed even harder, his belly bouncing with each guffaw

Annie wiped her eyes and her laughing died down, "Baby, I wish we can fight the justice systems for everyone that is considered freaks, minorities, or whatever, but we cant."

Michael nodded. "Yeah, I know...I know...it just gets so frustrating at times."

Annie nodded, taking his hand, "I know. I read on the Internet the other day that a Bearer Male went to his City Hall to fight for the Bearer Male in the world. And he was arrested. While he was jail, the cops cut his baby out of him and sealed him up. I don’t think I could live with myself if that ever happened to you or Adam or Alex."

Michael nodded. "I remember you showing it to me. It made me sick to my stomach. It's one thing when you willingly go in to have the procedure done...that's your own personal choice...but when you physically cut a child out of someone...then seal them up..."

Annie nodded, "I know. That would kill me if that would happen to you. I just want to go over to City Hall and tell that woman that there is more then Bearer Males being 'freaks', but its mostly because the woman in the relationship cant have children herself."

Michael sighed and set a hand on his belly. "Don't worry sonny boy. I'm gonna teach you everything you need and want to know.

Annie stood up, "Is this another father/son moment?"

Michael thought a minute and grinned. "Ah, we can let you in the club meeting THIS time."

Annie nods sitting back down

"I never told you about the time my dad told me I was a Bearer, did I?"

"No."

Michael leaned back on the couch. "Well...it happened when I was about 11. I had just started to get the feeling that something was...different about me."

Annie got up and joined him on the couch, "You started your period?" she ask as she crossed her legs

Michael nodded. "Yeah. I remember when it happened to. I was walking home and some guy accidentally bumped into me. No harm or anything. He apologized, I apologized and we went on our way. I walked home and went upstairs to the can. When I pulled my pants down...I could've fainted. There was bright red blood down there."

Annie nods, "Did you know anything about it? What it was?"

Michael shook his head and gave a small chuckle. "Nope. Which would explain my next reaction."

Annie nods listening

"I screamed like a banshee."

"Was your father there?"

"Oh yeah...he came pounding up the stairs and nearly kicked in the door.
"What the hell is wrong?! Are you okay?!'

"I looked up at him, with tears streaming down my face, my pants still around my ankles. 'I'm...I'm dying...'" I whimpered to him...I must've looked like a deer in the headlights to him. He knew right away what was going on. 'You're not gonna die.' he said quietly, patting my shoulder. 'Get in the shower. Wash yourself completely, especially between your legs. And you're not going to school tomorrow.'"

"I stood there for a minute, wondering if he heard me...if he even cared. 'I'm bleeding!' I shouted to him. I need to go to the hospital!' He turned around and gave me that 'Stupid Youngster' laugh that only dads can give. 'You're not gonna die, like I told ya. I'll explain everything tonight. Just get in the shower and wash yourself completely.'"

Annie nods

"That had to have been the longest and strangest shower I ever took. I washed everything like he told me. I got my second shock when I started washing between my legs. I let out another scream when I felt this weird thing between my anus and my testicles. Something I never noticed before...Ha. Dad came running and bursting in again. 'Lemme guess...you found something else too...don't worry. I'll explain it. Just finish up, wrap a towel around you, and come in my room."

Annie smiles, "I can just see you."

Michael laughed. "Yeah...this little scrawny kid standing in the bathroom, freaking out over what's going on to his body. I remember I was freaking out even while I was wrapping the towel around my waist and walking into my dad's room. He was sitting on the side of the bed. I remember he looked so relaxed, so calm so reassuring. He patted the side of the bed so I could sit down. I remember he had a mirror sitting on one side of him. 'Well...it looks like you found out your little secret, huh?'"

"I remember sitting down next to my dad and I looked into those brown eyes," Michael said giving a small smile. "He said 'Well...I was wondering when I was going to tell you...figured I had another year. Mikey-Man, you're what's called a Bearer Male. That means that, due to a gene in your blood, you have developed some extra equipment that will allow you to have kids.""

Annie nods listening as she tucked her feet under her, "What was your reaction?"

Michael laughed. "The first words out of my mouth right after he told me that were 'Am I turning into a girl?" Dad fell over laughing. 'No, Mikey-Man...you are and forever will be a boy. But there are some things that you need to know about your body." He then told me to lie down on the bed with my knees up and he gave me the mirror so I could look down there. It was weird seeing my Perineum for the very first time...those lips, the inside of it...it was very fascinating that this was a part of me that I never noticed before..."

Annie nods listening

"He sat down next to me and nodded, explaining where everything was...he kept a hand on my shoulder, giving it a squeeze every so often as I ran my fingers all over. 'See, you still have all your other parts...you still have your beans and weenies...you just have more.' I remember him saying."

Annie nods snickering, "Is that what you men call it? Beans and weenies?"

Michael grabbed a pillow and gently hit the side of her head. "Hush, you."

Annie laughs, "Hey. You messed up my hair." She said as she took her hair down

"After that, dad explained to me how the process worked...the period every month...the fertilization...implantation...he was more detailed than anything in sex ed could've taught." Michael said. "He even stripped down and showed me his...yeah, I know it's weird...but it calmed me down knowing that I wasn't a freak."

Annie nods taking his hand, "Its good that you had your dad to calm you down."

Michael grinned. "Yeah...it was...I remember right afterwards, I wrapped the towel up around me and he started to tell me about what happened when I was born..."

"You were born in a car right?"

Michael nodded. "Yup. The back of a Toyota Camry. Dad said that he just couldn't hold on anymore and he just started pushing. By the time they made it up the street, I was crowning, and when they finally made it to the hospital, out I came."

Annie nods, "So was I, but I was born in the front seat of my Volkswagen."

Michael grinned. "How the heck did that happen?"

Annie smiles, "Mom said that i was in such a hurry to get out that she never had time to get into the backseat."

Michael grinned. "We were both born in imports."

Annie nods, "It was good of your dad to sit you down and explained what you were going through. My father never did."

Michael blinked "Why? He wasn't a bearer?"

"No. I knew about them because Brad was one. In fact he explained it to me and what his parents did to him. Daddy didn't explain anything to me. I was twelve and didn't know what a hysterectomy was. I would ask but he never would tell me."

Michael nodded. "Dad told me everything over those two days. Almost like...like he knew he wouldn't be around to tell me everything as I grew up. He even taught me how to...well..." his cheeks turned red.

Annie blushed, "He taught you well Baby."

Michael grinned. "Yeah. Dad taught me self-love...so I guess when I found the real thing..."

Annie nods

"I remember we had a lot of fun too during that time. Dad let me skip the rest of the week and we just goofed off. There were days when we went fishing and the movies...and other days when my belly was giving me trouble and I was bleeding, we would just hang out at the house in our boxers. He would massage my belly when they got really bad."

Annie nods, "Sounds like your relationship with your father was like mine with my mother."

"Yeah...we were close...I just hope...I hope I'm as close with our son as my dad was..." Michael said, his eyes welling up with tears. "That's my goal."

Annie puts her hand on his belly, "You will be Baby. I know it. But Baby, what if he is not a Bearer Male?"

Michael shook his head. "I don't care if he is or isn't...I still want him to know...he needs to know...it's still my goal. I want to be as close with this child as...dad was with me."

Annie smiles, "We will be. To this child and the others we are going to have. i promise you that. That’s my goal is for us to have a close net family."

Michael grinned as he set a hand on his belly. "Well...our oldest son is telling me he's hungry."

Annie smiles getting up, "What does he want?"

"Hmm...I think he wants some of that cake that was left over from the bakery...oh, and some ice cream too. Yeah...oooh, wait...hold on..." Michael cupped a hand over his ear. "He also wants some lemonade too. Weird, huh?"

Annie laughs as she walks to the kitchen, "Yeah its weird that he wants all that. I'm pretty sure its you Baby."

Michael grinned sheepishly. "Looks like we're building that bond already."




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Michael handed the bag full of bread to the woman standing in front of him and smiled. "Thank you and please come back again!" he said cheerfully.

"I will. Thank you so much again. Your bakery has got to be the best in town. And you do it all yourself?" The lady asked, clearly amused.

Michael shook his head and pointed upwards. "I have help from my wife. She runs the birth clinic upstairs. Hence the name of our bakery and the clinic--"Bun in the Oven". Sometimes I help her with her deliveries."

The customer blinked at him. "Not at the same time, I hope."

Michael gave a small grin. "Oh no, not at the same time. Not after the last little incident we had when I tried to put the baby back in because he wasn't brown enough."

"Oh, but it gets worse. My wife was down here one time yelling at one of the ovens. 'Push! Push! I can see the head! Push!' It gets kind of confusing."

The customer laughed as she walked towards the door. "Too funny! Thank you so much again!"

Michael smiled as he walked back to the kitchen, massaging his back with one hand while he pressed the intercom button with the other. "Bakery to Birthing Center. Annie, you there?"

Annie got up from her desk and pressed the button, "Yeah Baby, I'm here."

"I'm about to close up shop for tonight. Before I cleanup, did you want me to bake up any bread for dinner?"

"No. We still have a half of a loaf of French garlic bread from last night."

"Ah, okay. I'll be up in a bit then for my exam as soon as I finish shutting down up here. Ooop. I got a customer. I'll talk to ya in a few."

"Okay. Love you"

"Love you too. Bye." He pressed the button again and walked back up to the front calling out "Just a minute! Welcome to Bun in the Oven bakery, how can I...JOSHUA?!"

Joshua stood behind the counter, smiling. "Hey there. What's up?"

Michael came from around the counter and embraced him, his belly bumping against the security guards flat abs. "It's been so long man! How have you been?!"

"Oomph!" Joshua coughed as Michael's round belly impacted him. "Watch it there, with that battering ram. I came here to see how you and Annie were doing, and I'm also here as a customer."

Michael pulled him back by the shoulders and looked in his eyes. "A customer...you mean...I knew it! Oh man, that's beautiful! When are you due?!" Michael began chattering as he set a flowered hand on Joshua's flat belly. "Nothing there yet, but that will change."

Joshua looked at him and shook his head. "Uhh, no...sorry...I'm not a bearer male..." he explained, removing
Michael’s hand. "You DO have two businesses here you know..."

Michael blinked. "Ohh...OH!!!! That's what you meant. What did you need?"

"Well, my girlfriend has been put in charge of her Sorority Banquet--the Delta Sigma Theta's."

Michael nodded. "Oh yeah...the Grand Chapter ones...they're always doing stuff for the community; they're all over the news."

"Those are the ones. Anyway, she's been put in charge of organizing the desert portion of the banquet and it's gotta be something unique."

Michael leaned against the counter. "Hmm...unique huh? How unique?"

"Something that will be the talk of the town. Of course, I'll pay you for it--"

"Keep your wallet in your pants." Michael said, waving him off. "This one is on the house."

Joshua glared at him. "You're gonna wanna rethink that when I tell you when it has to be done...I need it in two days."

Annie pushed the button to the Intercom, "Baby, are you there? Are you okay?"

Michael blinked as he slowly made his way to the Intercom and pressed the lit button. "Yeah, I'm here, and guess who else is?"

"Hey Annie! How are ya! I'm here as a customer!" Joshua called.

"Joshua? I'll be down in a minute. Oh my God!" Annie squealed

"Hey, wait! Anne!" Michael sputtered but noticed the light went dark. "I REALLY wish you would rephrase that." Michael said, glaring at Joshua who was grinning sheepishly.

Annie ran into the bakery panting, "Elevator is slow. I took the stairs. Hey Josh. How are you?" She said as she hugged him

Joshua hugged her tightly. "It's so good to see you Annie! You look so refreshed and happy!"

"Its all because of him. I have been so happy in my entire life."

Michael smiled, his face flushed red.

Annie smiled, "How are you doing? How's Kate?"

"Oh, she's great. In fact, it's because of her that I'm here." Joshua said and then began explaining the reason for his visit. "...and I need it in two days."

Annie looked at Michael. "Can you do that in two days Baby?"

Michael nodded. "Oh yeah. It can be done. How many people are gonna be there?"

"Approximately 100." Joshua answered.

"A Unique baked desert for everyone in two days?" Michael grinned. "Of course I can."

Annie looked at him, "Are you sure? The reason why I ask is cause he's due in less then four weeks and I dont want him to overdue it."

Michael set a hand on her shoulder. "Annie...I can do this. Trust me. I'll take it easy for the rest of the pregnancy, I promise. Just let me do this."

Annie nods "Okay, but I'm helping too."

Michael smiled. "Wouldn't have it any other way."

Annie smiles

Joshua handed a card to both of them. "My number is there. Thank you both so much!"

Annie smiles taking it and hugging him, "Oh. It was so great to see you again."

Michael patted him on the back as he followed him out the door and locked it. "Well...looks like I gotta do some game planning, huh?"

Annie sighs, "Yep."

Michael grinned. "Help me clean up?"

Annie smiled, "Sure. Look I know Joshua is a friend and all, but did you have to say yes? Baby, you get too tired quickly these days."

Michael shook his head as he began counting down the register. "Annie, please don't worry about me. I'll be fine. This is the kind of project I can really sink my teeth into. And I want to do this."

Annie nods her head, "Okay, but you have to promise you take it easy."

Michael nodded. "Of course. I know it's important to you...and to Alex."

Annie grabs the broom out of the closet, "Adam."

Michael blinked. "I thought the first name was Alex?"

Annie looked at him, "I thought it was Adam."

Michael looked down at his belly and grinned. "Umm...do YOU know which it is?"

Annie smiled, "Yes. No. We really need to decide on this."

Michael waved a hand. "We got four weeks...we could always flip a coin between contractions."

Annie laughs as she started to sweep

Michael thought as he wiped up the counter. "Now, let's think...there is one recipe I've been wanting to try, but...heh...I've been hesitant to do it."

Annie looks up at him as she sweeps, "What is that?"

Michael frowned as he pulled a large book from under the counter and flipped the pages. "Ah-ha. Here it is. It's called "Lucky Star". It's multi tiered and multi-layered...the most complex cake I've ever come across."

Annie looks at him, "You are not making anything that requires you to go on a stool or a ladder."

Michael glared at her. "Annie, you do know I have common sense and good judgment right? I mean, I'm not an idiot. I do know what I can and can't do. I know my limitations. Please stop treating me like that. I don't need to climb on any ladders or stools."

"Well, sorry. I'm just looking out for my husband and the father of my baby. I wont do it anymore. Believe it or not, I'm only trying to help." Annie said as she put the broom down and stalked out of the bakery

Michael sighed as he sat down at the counter. "If you want to help...just be there." He mumbled as he pulled out several sheets of paper and began sketching.


Chapter 41

Michael massaged his back as he walked into the dark bedroom, noticing the dark lump in the bed where Annie slept. He tiptoed into the bathroom and turned on the shower, his color-stained fingers slowly coming clean as he felt the temp of the water. "She must still be mad at me, Kiddo." Michael said quietly as he pulled off his overalls. "I probably should've said it better, huh?" He gave a small grin as he felt a lump bubble from his belly as he pulled his shirt over his head.

"Yeah...I know...I love your mom to pieces..." Michael said, stepping into the shower, allowing the hot water to flow over his swollen achy body. "Man this feels good...but like I was saying...I wish she would know that I know how to handle myself. I know what I can and can't do, and what I'm comfortable with. And it hurts when you have someone telling you what to do like a mom...granted, she is gonna be a mom...the best mom...helluva lot better than mine..."
Michael grabbed the soap and began lathering up his body. "Maybe it's just me being hyper sensitive again. I thought I was past the hormonal stage, darn it. Maybe I am being to reckless...but I don't just want to be a bump on the log. I have so much I want to do now that I'm free...maybe I am doing too much? Maybe I should really slow down--ooh!" Michael gave a soft moan as he washed between his legs. "Wow...that's very...very sensitive...feels...wow...amazing..." He sighed as he gently hit the side of the shower stall. "I had an exam with Annie tonight...if I wasn't such a bonehead, I could've really taken advantage of it..."

Annie sat up in bed and turned on the lamp. She grabbed her reading glasses and book as she waited on her husband.

Michael spent the next couple of minutes showering, paying particular attention to his penis and perineum, giving small moans as he passed the washcloth around the swelling lips. "Whew! Umm...we had better stop here before I take it too far and not want to leave." Michael said, feeling his son tumble inside him as he turned the water off and stepped. "You enjoyed that, huh?"

Annie looks over at the clock that read '215' and sighed, "Don’t be a nagging wife."

Michael walked out the bathroom, his blue robe tied loosely around his belly. "A-Annie? I'm sorry, I know it's late. Did I wake you?" \

Annie shook her head, "You know I cant sleep when we are fighting."

"Me neither..." he said, sitting next to Annie. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to snap."

Annie shook her head, "I'm sorry too. Its just that today, I had to go to the hospital to perform a caesarean to a guy who was eight months along, that had no wife or no girlfriend or anyone to look after him. He worked constantly and because he did, he went into early labor and now his baby is in the N.I.C.U and he cant have anymore children. I don’t want that to happen to us."

Michael nodded. "Annie...look at me. Look at us." He opened his robe to reveal his round belly, a slight shine from the lamp made it glow slightly. "We are still here. We are okay. We're four weeks away...we're still alive."

"I know and I'm grateful but look at yourself in the mirror, you are so swollen now, your wedding band don’t fit on your finger anymore. You need to start taking it easy."

Michael fingered the necklace where his ring hung. "Annie...it comes with the game. Swelling, pain, discomfort, the works. But it's work that takes my mind off it. Work and your love gets me through it. Besides, if it means our child is going to be healthy, then I accept it happily."

"I know, but do you know this? As your doctor, I can order you to go on bed rest."

"I know you could, but you won't." Michael said firmly. "If you do...then you really don't trust me."

Annie nods, "That’s why I haven't done it, cause I do trust you Baby, but I'm going to be a Mom and Moms worry."

Michael embraced her, his bare skin against hers. "And I'm gonna be a dad, and dads worry too...but please believe me...I know my limitations...I know you're scared. I am to...but please trust me when I say...I'm gonna be fine, the baby is gonna be fine, and we're gonna all be fine together. I promise you, after I finish this project, I'll go on rest. I won't take on any other projects, and I'll shorten the hours of the shop. Hell, I'll close it up right now until after the birth."

Annie looks at him, "Promise?"

Michael nodded. "Yep."

Michael held up a finger. "But...you have to promise me to cool down a bit. I know what I'm doing, okay?"

Annie nods, "Okay. I'm sorry. I love you."

Michael kissed her softly. "And I love you too."

Michael sighed, grinning. "Oh yeah...I wanted to ask...is hyper-sensitivity normal during these late stages?"

Annie nods, "Yeah. Your body is getting ready to deliver. Why?"

Michael walked to his side of the bed, removing his robe as he climbed into bed under the covers. "Well...I was in the shower and...well...umm..." he was beet red.

Annie nods putting her head on his shoulder and her hand on his belly, "Ah I see. Its normal."

"Alex...or whatever his name is gonna be...really liked it..." Michael felt his face heat up. "Sorry..."

Annie smiles, "Don’t be sorry. You're human. Its normal to have these ....urges....feelings."

Michael set his hand on her head, gently rubbing her soft hair. "Yeah...these hormones...whoa boy...you know...going through the whole 9 months isn't such a bad thing..."

Annie smiles feeling his hand on her hair, "No its not."

Michael grinned. "I wouldn't mind doing this a couple times."


Chapter 42

Michael showed Annie his drawings and sketches, revealing a large four-tiered cake. "Okay. Here’s the deal. The Lucky Star cake consists of three layers--The outer layer of sponge cake, a middle layer of liquid chocolate syrup, and a core of soft ice cream. Remember that Ice Cream Bomb we saw on the Boardwalk a few months back? It's the same thing, except with more variables."

Annie looks at him, "I’m going to gain fifty pounds just helping you with this."

Michael gave a small grin as he shuffled through the papers. "I already arranged for a Freezer Truck to transport the cake to the College as soon as we're done. We're under a time constraint. The Cake and Chocolate Sauce will work against the ice cream causing it to melt."

Annie puts her hair up in a bun, "Well let’s get started while I'm still full from breakfast, so I don’t eat this stuff."

Michael nodded, tying his apron around his front. "Okay. There's one other thing Annie...time is a variable in this. There may be times when I have to ask you to speed up. Please don't take it to heart..."

Annie nods, "Okay. I'll try not to be a perfectionist and start over every few minutes."

Michael shook his head. "I'll let you know when I need your perfectionist and when I need your human side to shine through. Okay. Ready?" He kissed her on the cheek.

Annie nods, "Just don’t make me cry. I got my new contacts in and I’m afraid if I tear up once, they'll fall out."


Michael darted over to the stove, peeking through the window and tapping the temperature controls. "The last layer is almost done. Annie, how are you coming with that frosting?

Annie looked up holding a spatula, "Fine. I think."

Michael gave two strides over to her table and looked in the container frowning. "No, no, no...it's too hard. I need it lose." He quickly slid a finger on the inside of the bowl and touched a bit on his tongue. "Annie, I told you to use granulated sugar. That's why it's so hard. I'll have to try and salvage it. Okay. Go temper the chocolate like I showed you earlier."

Annie wiped her hands on her apron, "I did use that granulated sugar."

Michael glared at her. "Annie, I know what I'm talking about, now go temper that chocolate before it scorches." he snapped, now engrossed in the mixing bowl, adding water and the granulated sugar to the bowl."

Annie's jaw was set as she felt tears in her eyes, "Fine."

Michael looked over at her. "Annie, we really don't have time for you to cry now. We have to get this done." He began whisking the mixture in the bowl furiously, the frosting slowly smoothing out.

Annie glared her eyes at him, "If you would talk to me like a human being, instead of a dog, then maybe I wouldn't cry. I'm this close to dropping you and going upstairs."

Michael looked over at the stove and his eyes widened as he darted over to the pot. "Will you watch what you're...oh for crying out loud! It's starting to scorch!" He growled, shuffling the pot off the heat and stirring it with a wisk. "Great...just great..." he mumbled under his breath as he added a little condensed milk to the bowl. "I'll have to add more chocolate powder to the mix to darken it again...."

Annie rolls her eyes, "Why dont we just quit?" She said as she took off her apron and then taking off her necklace. She looked at him, seeing him not even noticing her, she then laid her wedding bands on the apron and walked out the door

Michael continued concentrating on his mixture, lifting it out the bowl periodically to check the consistency. "Okay, great...excellent." he mumbled to himself as he turned the heat down to low and returned the double boiler to the flame before turning around. "Annie, can you keep an--" He blinked as he noticed she wasn't there. He noticed her apron and wedding bands on the counter. "Oh, I REALLY can't deal with this now..." he sighed as he shuffled over to the oven. "She chooses NOW to get all hormonal on me?! I give up."

Annie sat on the ground against the brick wall of the building with her knees to her chest and sobbed, "Where did I go wrong in my marriage, Mama?"




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Annie sat on the couch, "I didn't mean to spoil your evening. I just didn't know where else to turn."

Brad shook his head, handing her a glass of water. "Nope. In fact you saved me from having to go over yet another series of pattern swatch comparisons with Amy."

Annie chuckles as she sips the water, "I dont know what else to do. It seems like we argue all the time now." She ran her hand over her rat's nest that she called hair

"You guys are a couple now...there's bound to be arguments. Besides, you two have really big personalities." Brad explained, sitting on the couch next to her, his hands resting on his small belly.

"Brad, he yelled at me like I was a dog. I tried to help him, but everything I touched today, he took over. He wanted me to help him, but I didn't help."

Brad blinked. "Wait...he let you into the kitchen...YOU?!"

Annie glared at him, "Yes. Me.

Because he wont hire an assistant."

"Does he think he needs one?"

Annie shook her head, "No, not until Joshua Patterson came to him because of his girlfriend's soriety thing, thats when he actually needed help."

Brad held up a hand. "Hold up there...did he actually SAY he needed help, or did YOU say he needed help? Because you do have the habit of pushing your help on others at times. That's what makes you, you."

Annie glared at him, "I came to you because I needed a friend, and yes after I told him I dont think he should have took on this project, and after I said I was going to help him, thats when he said he wouldn't have it any other way."

Brad held up his hands. "Sorry, sorry...just wondering."

Brad took one of her hands. "Annie, I'm gonna give you some advice as a friend...a good friend who's know you for years on years. And I want to give a disclaimer--this is not to hurt you in any way."

Annie nodds, "Nothing can hurt me worse then having my husband talk down to me."

Brad took a deep breath. "You have to learn how to toughen your skin."

"I have. I did when I worked in the prison. But then I fell in love with my husband and I quit."

"And you let your thick skin lapse. You let it break." Brad said, squeezing her hand. "You left yourself so vulnerable that even the slightest thing sends you into tears. You have to re-establish a few layers of toughness in order to survive married life. Now tell me honestly, does Michael ALWAYS talk to you like that? Does he always treat you like that?"

Annie shook her head, "No, but Brad its not normal for a husband to talk to his wife like Michael has. I cant be in a marriage if he is going to start talking to me like a dog." She said as she started to cry.

Brad embraced her gently. "Annie...I just don't know what to say..."

Brad looked in her eyes. "You're delicate like glass...your heart especially. I know you love Michael, and he loves you..."

Annie wiped her swollen eyes, "I do love him." Annie looked up as she heard a doorbell ring, "If that is Michael, dont tell i'm here." She got up and ran into the other room

Brad sighed. "Annie, you KNOW how I hate doing this!" Brad said loudly as the door closed behind her. "I hate being the go-between!"


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Michael stood outside the door, the two necklaces in his hand with the wedding bands attached. "So I was right...she is here."

Brad opened the door and grinned. "Hey Mike! What's up? If you're looking for Annie, SHE'S NOT HERE..." he said, gesturing towards the door where she just darted inside. "Wanna come in?"

Michael sighed, picking up on his clues as he walked inside. "Thanks. I appreciate it. I kinda need a soundboard."

Brad mimed slowly to the half drunk glass of water and the small pile of used tissues. "So, what brings you over here?"

Michael nodded as he sat down slowly on the couch. "Just finished delivering a cake to Josh's girlfriend's sorority ball. The biggest project I ever did...and it may have cost me my marriage."

Annie stood behind the closed door and listened

Michael leaned back on the couch looking up at the ceiling. "I snapped at her a few times because she made some mistakes. Pretty big ones..."

Brad nodded. "Yeah, she can do that at times. Human nature."

Michael sighed. "I didn't want to dog her out or anything it's just that...see when I cook, I get in this zone. Nothing else exists in this zone...nothing but my ingredients and my hands."

"Of course I'm the wife, so I must not be too important." Annie whispering from behind the closed door

Michael sighed. "I snapped at her for almost letting the chocolate scorch and when I finally got it right and looked up, she was gone with her wedding bands on the apron she had on. I had to finish up everything myself. It turned out great, I think...It's just that...I don't know what to do."

Brad nodded and walked towards the closed door Annie went into. He jerked it open. "OY! Annie! OUT HERE NOW! I told you I hate doing this kind of thing. Now either you get in here, or he's coming in there and you two are gonna talk this out NOW!"

Annie walked out of the room, "Traitor." She said as she sat down on the couch at the other side of the room

Brad shook his head. "That may be. But now you're the one being inconsiderate--you know I hate doing that kind of thing. Now you two grow up and talk it out. You're gonna be parents in a few weeks so act like it. I'm gonna go take a bath and when I get out, I expect peace in this living room, you hear me---PEACE!" Brad bellowed as he stormed toward the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

"Hormonal jackass." Annie mumbled as she looked down at her finger nails

Against his better judgement, Michael snickered.

Annie kept her head as she played with her nails

Michael looked over at her. "Married life doesn't seem to be agreeing with us."

Annie sniffled and wiped her eyes as she kept her head down, "No it dont."

Michael sighed. "I...I don't know..."

Annie looked up at him, her hair was a rat's nest, and her eyes was a swollen mess, "If I dont get out now, you might do it again. Then you might start hitting me, and I cant allowed that to happen again."

Michael looked at her. "You honestly think that I would EVER lay hands on you? Just because I snapped at you in the kitchen? I warned you about what happens when I'm in the kitchen!

Michael looked down. "But...I don't want you to feel afraid. If you honestly, HONESTLY believe that I would hurt you...I'll let you go...I won't argue...you can leave...I'll give you custody of our son..."

Annie sniffled, "After today, I dont know what to think anymore. I seen your eyes Michael, you were so mad. All I know is it takes one tiny mistake and your hand is rearing back so fast I cant think to block."

Michael remained silent, his eyes on the two necklaces in his hand. "I'm not a monster...I would never...EVER strike you...nor hurt you without knowing. It seems as though ever since you married me...I've done nothing but that. I don't want to hurt you again. So maybe it would be best..."

Annie started to cry, "But you did. I'm your wife, not a dog. I'm not your employer, I'm your wife. I dont know how to bake that thing you made, and you assumed I did. I thought you were different from the rest, but I feel like I was wrong."

"I'm so sorry, Annie...I didn't realise how much I was hurting you. I get into this mode when I'm cooking or working on a big project...I know that's not an excuse, but it is a reason. I know you're not a dog, you are my lover, my wife, my very best friend. On that same note, I'm your husband, not a child. I'm not a kid you can order around. I'm a man and your husband." Michael said passionately.

"I know. And we resolved that last night. I didn't order you around today. I'm sorry. But when you looked at me like you did and you snapped, it all came back, and I learned its best that you get out before the hitting begins."

"What do you mean by that?" Michael said, looking at her. "It all came back...what does that mean?"

"Nothing." Annie got up and went to the window looking out at the bright full moon shining through the window

"Don't lie to me. What is it?" Michael said, slowly standing. "Tell me."

Annie looked down and back up at her husband, with tears streaming down her face, "I have been hit before. By two different guys."

Michael stared at her. "Why didn't you tell me this?"

Annie shrugged, "Its something I dont like to brag about. How could I bring that up in a conversation 'Oh yeah by the way, my father hit me once.'"

"What happened?"

Annie closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose, "No one ever told me what happened to me. Remember I told you I didn't know what a hysterectomy was?"

Michael nodded. "Yeah."

"After the rape, I never wanted to be alone, so when my dad took us out shopping or out to eat, I would have one of my sisters go with me into the bathroom stall. Amy had gotten her period once and I didn't know where mine was, so when we got home I asked."

Michael nodded.

Annie sniffled, "He couldn't give me an exact answer and I felt everyone was lying to me, so I yelled at him, 'Why dont you be a father that cares and stop grieving over Mom?' He slapped me so hard I fell to the ground and spit out a tooth."

Michael's eyes widened. "Oh no..."

"We both apoligized and moved on like nothing happened."

Michael took a tentative step toward her. "Annie..."

Annie held her hand up, "If you dont let me tell you about Jeff then I'm never going to tell you."

"Tell me. I want to know."

Annie looked up at him, "After Daddy killed himself, I drifted back and forth each of my sister's houses, untill I realized I was in the middle of three marriages that were doomed to failure, so Brad's parents let me stay with them."

Michael nodded, looking towards the bathroom door which was still closed.

"In high school, I was dating this guy for over a year, Jeff Hawkins. One day he and I were in his garage trying to change the oil or something in his car. He asked if I would give him a certain screwdriver, and I got him the wrong one. He snapped like you did. Needless to say, I got my ass beaten so bad I was put in the hospital and Brad was arrested."

"Thats where that scar on my back....the small of my back came from. Not Mikey."

"Brad was...he was arrested?" Michael said, shock etched on his face.

"WHy didn't you tell me?" Michael demanded walking closer to her, taking one of her hands.

"Brad kicked his ass so bad he was sent to the hospital too. Like the rape....I blocked it out of my mind, until today." Annie said as she started to cry

Instinctively, Michael pulled Annie into his arms and hugged her tightly, their son kicking between them. "Oh Annie...I'm so stupid...I didn't know...I'm so stupid..."

Annie sobbed against his shoulder, "I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to leave you, but I knew I needed too."

Michael nodded. "I understand. I'm such an idiot. I'm sorry..." he said, tears starting to fall down his cheeks. "I didn't know...I promise, I want to stay with you forever. I will never snap at you again. I'll try to keep my hormones in check, I-I-I'll lay down on the couch and wont move until I'm crowning...You can order me around until you're blue in the face...just please don't leave me..."

Annie sniffles, "I never want to leave you. You're my life, my world, you and double A are. I'll try to keep my emotions in tact, but its just because i'm going to be a mother."

Michael chuckled, smiling as the cheeks rolled down his cheeks. "Double A? That's so cool."

Annie smiles, "Maybe you should hire someone to help you in the shop."

Michael nodded. "Yeah...you're right...but can I ask you a favor, honey?"

"Anything."

"Can we get the heck out of here and go home? I REALLY wanna lay down now."

Michael grinned as he massaged his lower back.

Annie nods smiling, "Tomorrow, I need to get me another set of contacts." She said as she took his hand and walked to the door

Michael stayed behind one second and walked towards the bathroom door where the sound of a shower could be heard. He opened the door and stuck his head inside. "Oy! Brad! You want a job?"

"EH?! WHAT?!” Brad shouted over the sound of the water.

"I asked if you wanted a job working at the bakery! As my assistant!" Michael yelled.

Brad stuck his head out the shower, his hair dripping wet. "Really?"

"Yeah, that is, after we both recuperate from our respective births. You want it?"

Brad grinned. "Sure! I accept!"

Michael nodded. "Excellent! Come by this Monday! We're headed home! Later!"

Michael turned and looked at Annie. "Instant Assistant. What do you think?"

Annie smiled "You know you have to pay him in cash and not food right? He's smarter then that now."

"Of course. Speaking of..." Michael dug in his pocket and pulled out a folded check. "Joshua slipped this in my pocket when I wasn't looking. It was from the Sorority."

Annie takes it and unfolds it, "Holy sh....crap."

Michael nodded. "Oh yeah. I had to catch myself too."

Annie smiles as she puts her arms around him, "I love you, Baby."

Michael smiled as he wrapped his arms around her. "And I love you...now...and forever."


Chapter 45

"Hello in there, what are you up to today?" Michael said, laying on the couch, his belly uncovered by his shirt. "Mommy said you were head down now so you you would probably start feeling cramped. Looks like we're getting close huh?"

Annie smiled as she leaned against the wall, the diamond on her engagement ring glistened in the sun causing a rainbow of colors on the wall.

Michael noticed the rainbow and grinned. "Hey there, sunshine. What's up?"

Annie walked over and sat down on the coffee table, "Just finished putting the equipment in our bedroom. How you feeling?"

Michael gave a small smile. "Can't really complain. We've just been sitting here talking. I hope you didn't strain yourself moving that stuff."

Annie put her hand on his belly, "No. Do you need anything?"

Michael smiled and took her other hand, gently pulling her closer to him. "This works."

Annie smiled as she put her arm over him, "I believe this is how we got here in the first place."

"And I thank God for that day." Michael whispered in her ear, kissing it gently.

Annie kissed him, "Me too."

"So, what do you think? Alex first or middle?" Michael asked, scratching the underside of his belly.

"I think Adam Alexander sounds better then Alexander Adam." She said as she rubbed his belly

"Sounds like a plan to--ugh..." Michael grunted, rubbing his lower back. "That was sharp...ow."

Annie looked at him, "Was that a contraction?"

Michael nodded. "I think so...it was kinda dull, weak...more in my back than anything." \

Annie stood up, "Its probably back labor."

Michael gave her a small grin. "And where are you going? We're already ready..."

Annie smiles, "I know. I'm just getting nervous. Okay, why dont we wait and see if you feel that pain again, and if you do, we'll go from there."

"Don't be nervous, Annie-bear...we knew this day was coming. Just...relax." Michael yawned.

Annie nodds, "Get some sleep. I'll be in the chair reading my book." She said as she kissed him

Michael nodded. "What are you reading?" he asked, closing his eyes.

"A book on parenting." she said as she sat down

"Mmm...you don't need it." Michael mumored, a small trace of a smile on his face. "You're gonna be a great mother. Look at how you take care of me."

Annie smiles, "But this is about parenting with partners that are Bearer Males. It looked interesting in the store, but it really is a bunch of bull."

"Take it from a bearer male..." Michael mumbled, his eyes still closed. "All we need is love...and ice cream."

Annie laughs, "Go to sleep. You're going to need your rest."

Michael nodded as he felt his body slowly drift off to sleep. He rubbed his back and gave a small groan as he let the sleep envelop his body.




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Chapter 46

"Breathe Baby. I know it hurts." Annie said as she got on her knees on the bed and rubbed Michael's back who was leaning forward.

Michael gave a loud groan as he felt the contraction churn his belly. He felt it press inward on the child he carried.
"Oh, Double-A, why are you giving me such a hard time..."

"Rate the pain, Baby." She asked as she rubbed his lower back

Michael gave a sigh as he flopped his head backwards, looking up at his wife behind him. "Oh man...I would put it at ...five point five or ....maybe a six."

Annie nodds, "Okay. Lean back against the pillows." She got up and went to the fetal machine.

Michael leaned back on the pillows, watching as Annie setup the Fetal Monitor. "Something wrong?"

"I just want to see how the way the contractions are getting. It shouldn't be this strong this early." Annie said as she put the belt around his belly and turned it on, "It also shows me yours and Adam's heartrate and your BP."

Michael gave a small laugh as Annie put the belt around the middle of his belly. "Hey, that tickles!"

Annie smiles as she looked at the monitor, "Sorry."

"Heh. You know you can tickle me anytime." Michael said, squeezing her hand.

Annie smiles sitting beside of him, "Everything is looking good." She kissed him on the lips softly

Michael grinned as he heard the strong sound of the unborn childs heartbeat. "Yeah...listen to him. Not a care in the world."

"Nope. He is going to be okay. I'm more concerned about these contractions."

Michael looked up in thought. "Think it could have something to do with the births I had?"

"It might. Those births were like a cake walk compared to now."

"Yeah...I'm a baker, not a doctor...but you think because those births were accelerated that would have an effect?" Michael said, rubbing his lower belly.

"Maybe. Baby, I dont know. They all weren't regular pregnancies or births, so maybe it is having an effect on the contractions, but I promise you, its nothing to worry about."

Michael nodded. "I trust you completely. Think we can still do the tub?"

Annie nodds, "Lets just wait until a few more contractions so I can see whats going on."

Michael gave several deep breaths as he felt another contraction build up. "Oh, you're gonna get your chance...oh here comes another one..." Michael groaned as he saw his belly under the belt begin to flex with the contraction. He breathed deeply, his hands gripping the sheets on the bed.

Annie puts her hand over his as she looks at the monitor, "Keep breathing."

Michael nodded. "Ain't gotta tell me twice." He groaned as the contraction continued to bear in on him.

Annie gets up and grabs some gloves, "Baby, I'm going to examine you now." She said as she snapped the gloves on her hands

Michael gave a deep sigh as he felt the contraction start to ebb away. He lifted his knees and parted them. "Have at it."

Annie gently inserted her fingers into his permieum

Michael gasped as he felt his wife enter his body. "Good news babe...please give me good news." he groaned as he felt her fingers manipulate inside him.

Annie gently took her fingers out and threw away the gloves, "You're four, Baby."

Michael heaved a sigh. "Slow and steady. But I guess that's because he's so dang big huh?"

Annie nodds getting beside him, "Can I do anything for you? I feel so helpless."

Michael grinned as she snuggled up to him. "Well, you know that carton of ice cream in the freezer?"

Annie shook her head, "You know I dont recommend my patients to eat while in labor. I dont want you to get sick on me."

"I need my energy, you know..." Michael said. "But it's okay."

"I'll go get you some ice chips." Annie said as she got up

Michael sighed. "Can't I at least get a few of my small cheese rolls with my ice?"

"No." She said as she walked out of the room

Michael sighed as he dropped back against the pillows. "This is gonna be a LONG labor..."


Chapter 47

Annie rubbed Michael's back as he was leaning against the tub, "Does that feel good or do you want me to rub somewhere else?"

Michael shook his head as he groaned, gripping the sides of the tub tightly as the contraction squeezed inside him, his belly tightening as the muscle beneath it contracted. "Just say there...that's all I need..."

"I'm not going anywhere, Baby. I just wish there was something I can do."

Michael moaned as the contraction reached its apex. "Just hush and stand by me. You're doing enough..." Michael groaned, "You don't had to do anything...or...Ungh...if you want to do something, stop wishing there was something you could do..."

Annie nods rubbing his back

Michaels grip loosened on the tub as the contraction faded. Slowly he righted himself an looked back at Annie. "I'm sorry..."

Annie shook her head wiping her eyes, "No. Don’t be. I understand. Its just I never been on this side before and seeing you in pain, makes me feel helpless."

Michael gave a weary smile. "If you wanna be helpful, stop lamenting about being helpless. You help me more than you know...just you being here takes an edge off. Just...relax." Michael said, slowly waddling over to the full length mirror. "Ugh...I look like a mess."

Annie looked at him in the mirror, "No you don’t. I look like a mess. Look at my hair. And I have dark circles under my eyes. Oh my Gosh, is that a gray hair?"

Michael chuckled, giving her a hug from behind. "Honey with the way you stress over things it's no surprise. Learn to relax my dear."

Annie nods leaning into him, "I'll try or I'll just buy some hair dye and cucumbers."

"Oooh..speaking of...Cucumber bread...that might be pretty interesting to bake. I'll have to call Brad once were done with this little one."

Annie nods looking up and kissing him on the lips

Michael grinned as he leaned into the kiss, moaning as his tongue contacted hers. Before he had a chance to react, a small cramp radiated through him and a sudden feeling of release washed over him. He felt the familiar trickle of warm liquid gush from his perineum and down his leg.

Michael slowly broke off the kiss and looked down at the small puddle by his bare foot. "Uhh...Annie..."

Annie looked down at the dripping water, "Its clear. That good. Lets get you ready to deliver."

Michael nodded. "Can I get in the tub now?" Michael asked.

"Sure. The water is warm for you now."

Michael nodded as he removed his t-shirt slowly. "So...how much longer you think?" Michael groaned as he waddled toward the tub again

Annie took his hand as they walked to the tub, "Well, I don’t know. It could be half hour or so, but I don’t know until I examine you."

"Did you wanna do it before I get in?" Michael groaned, feeling another contraction building.

"Get in. Slowly." Annie said as she took his hand

Michael nodded as he slowly eased himself into the warm water which covered his swollen breasts. He felt his body slowly relax as the contraction slowly churned inside him. "Ugh...you know the phrase hurts so good? I think this is what it means..."

Annie nods putting on a glove.

Michael groaned as he felt the contraction churn inside him. He watched his belly flex under the water. "Ugh...come on Double A..."

Annie felt his belly with one hand as she put the other hand in his perineum.

Michael groaned as he felt his wife enter his body. "Please tell me there's something down there..." He groaned as he felt the contraction reach its apex.

"I feel his head, but your nine centimeters dilated."

Michael gave a sigh as he felt the contraction ebb. "Wow...so that's what the pressure was...Oh man...almost there...can I feel..."

Annie nods smiling as she took his hand and puts his fingers in his perineum

Michael felt his fingers enter his perineum and felt the tips move gently passed the fleshy walls to contact a soft solid spot. His fingers gently felt the soft new hair and the delicate skin. Michael felt tears well up in his eyes.
"Wow..."

Annie nods sniffling, "Soon, we'll have our son."

Michael gave her a small smile "Don't go getting sappy on me now."

"I cant help it. I'm a Mom."

Michael kept his fingers inside, the tips still gently resting on the Childs head. "Feels like a lot of hair."

"I know. I think he might it from me." Annie said smiling

Michael nodded as he felt another contraction build up inside him. "Okay, this is a big one..." he groaned, feeling his back begin to arch.

Annie takes his hand, "If you feel like pushing, go ahead."

Michael groaned as he leaned forward and bore down, feeling the pressure inside his body increase dramatically.

"Good." Annie said as she held his hand and put her other hand in his premium.

Michael gave several grunts and breathless yelps as he bore down, the pressure in his perineum growing. He imagined the soft fleshy insides he touched moments ago yielding to the solid child passing through it.

"Okay Baby, his head is crowning. You are doing so good." Bookmark

Michael groaned as he flopped back against the back of the tub panting heavily. "It's burning...burning so much...ow..." he groaned.

Annie takes his hand, "Push Baby. Come on. You can do it."

Michael leaned forward and bore down, grunting and groaning as be felt more and more of the head pass out if his body.

Annie looks at him and smiles, "Head's almost out. You're doing great."

Michael gasped as he felt the Childs head slip past his perineum. "Oh God, thank you!" He groaned, panting as he rested.

Annie looked down at her child's head and sniffled, "He has a lot of dark hair."

Michael wearily looked down at the head now emerged from his body. He let his fingers trace around the squished little face, the eyes tightly closed. "Hey there little fatty. Nice and warm down there?"

Annie smiled, "Don’t call him a little fatty. Although you might be right. Okay. Ready to push some more?"

Michael nodded as he grabbed the sides of the tub and began bearing down, his groans growing louder as the shoulders began emerging.

"Come on, Baby. Give it all you got. Push hard. You can do it." encouraged Annie

Michael growled as he bore down, his perineum stretching as he felt the shoulders pass out his body.

Annie started to cry as she gently pulled out their son of his body following by blood and fluid, "He's out."

Michael gave a loud yell of relief as he felt the last of his child slip out of his body into the warm water. He sobbed loudly as he looked between his legs at the newborn child kicking below the water, supported by his wife.

"Lemme hold him...lemme hold him.." he sobbed, reaching down.

Annie gently lifted him out of the water and put him in his arms, "There. Here's our son." she said as she got up and grabbed a couple of towels and a pair of scissors.

Michael looked at the new, screaming life placed in his arms and laughed, his tears dripping in the water. "Hi...hi there...I'm your daddy. Hi...hey there big boy...you're daddy's big boy..."

Annie sniffles as she kneels down and cuts the cord, "Let’s get you warmed up, Baby. I'm your Mommy." Annie said as she wrapped the baby in a towel and started to cry

Michael smiled down at the infant, looking down into his open brown eyes. "Welcome home little man. Sorry I look like crap...labor does that to you..."

Annie smiles, "So does Mommy, but I think he don’t mind. Do you?"

The young child looked up at Annie with wide wet eyes as it settled into Michaels arms.

"Little guy must be tuckered out..." Michael whispered gently stroking his cheek. "I know son...trust me, I know the feeling."

"You want to nurse him so the placenta can come and then you can go lay down in bed."

Michael nodded as he gently maneuvered the Childs open mouth to his swollen nipple and winced as he latched on. "Ow...there you go little man...eat up."

Annie massaged his belly and gently pulled on the cord, "I'm going to get you some cream for your nipples next time I go downstairs."

Michael shook his head as he felt her gentle massages. "Thanks. Been a while since I did it...kinda forgot the first bite is the hardest...ooh...should I push?"

Annie nods

Michael grunted as he bore down slightly feeling the Placenta fill up his perineum before giving one final shove, expelling the organ into the water. "Ugh, that felt bigger than normal."

Annie nods, "It is a little big. Do you want to take a shower before you lay down and rest?"

Michael nodded. "Yeah...lemme let him finish eating first...I just wanna enjoy this right now..."

Annie smiles, "I'll go get you some clothes so you don’t have to walk so much. I cant wait to hold him."

Michael nodded as he felt the child detach from his nipple. "Okay...time to go see mommy, okay?" Michael gently held up the newborn. "All yours."

Annie gently took him, "Oh, hi Baby. I'm your....Mommy. I love you so much. Are you going to be okay by yourself?" Annie asked as she looked at her husband

Michael nodded. "Yeah...I’ll be okay...just show me where the pads and towels are and I'll be okay...you go have a mother/son chat with our boy..."

Annie smiles, "The pads are under the sink. And you know where the towels are. Call me if you need me."
Michael nodded. "Enjoy, mommy."


Chapter 48

Annie stood over the changing table and dipped the soft wash cloth in the basin, "Mommy is going to get you all clean. Yes she is." She said as she gently runs it over the baby's skin while he looks at her.

Michael grinned when he heard Annie's coos from the other room as be slowly stood from the tub and stepped out. He looked in the mirror and pushed in on his deflated belly. "Ugh...empty...I did it dad..."

"Daddy will learn how to do this someday, but until then, Mommy is going too." Annie said as she fastened the diaper onto his bottom, "Now Adam or Alex, do you want the sleeper that Daddy bought or the one that Mommy bought? Lets gets you into the one Mommy bought."

Michael stepped into the shower and began lathering up his body, gently washing his deflated belly, which had contracted down more since he stepped in. "Not as fast as last time.." he mumbled to himself as he gently washed his perineum. "Man I hope I don't bleed for too long..."

Annie gently lifts the swaddled infant in her arms as she hums, "Lets go see Daddy."

Michael stepped out the shower and slowly walked to the small cabinet where a stack of absorbent pads lay stacked inside. He then began to pull on a pair of boxers, gently placing the pad in the crotch by his perineum, dried himself off, and gingerly wrapped his robe over his body. "Heh...feels looser than I remember." he laughed to himself as he walked into the bedroom where Annie and the newborn sat. "So, how much does he weigh?"

"Seven pounds and six ounces. Twenty inches long too. God, I cant believe he is ours. How do you feel?" Annie asked smiling

Michael sat down on the bed, wincing slightly. "Felt like I passed a seven pound, six ounce baby boy from my giblets." Michael said, grinning. "But I'm fine. Just a bit sore, little cramping, got the pad on. Look at him, Annie...isn't he just the most adorable thing you ever saw?"

Annie nodds swallowing the lump in her throat, "Yes. I'm trying to decide who he looks like more. You or me?"

Michael studied the infant in her arms. "Hmm...he's got your eyes..."

Annie nodds, "Your nose and my mouth."

Michael looked up at her. "Ummm...is he?"

Annie nodds smiling

Michael blinked. "No way...really?! Wow!"

Annie smiles, "I know. I couldn't believe it myself. I looked twice just to be sure while praying he dont pee on me."

Michael laughed softly. "My son...a bearer male. Heh. You are so special to us...Alex...or Adam..." Michael leaned
back in the bed. "Guess we can't put it off...what is Double-A's official name?

"Okay. Take him." Annie said as she gently and nervously put her son in the arms of his father, "Watch...watch his neck. Keep a hand on his bottom. You got him?"

Michael gently scooped up the newborn, a grin spreading on his lips. "Hey there...I gotcha, there we go..."

Annie looked at him to make sure he was fine, before walking over to the dresser and grabbing a quarter out of the tray, "Okay. Heads: Adam Tails: Alex. Dont worry I'll put the quarter back."

Michael gawked at her. "Really? A coin flip? Our son's name is gonna be decided on a coin flip?" Michael looked down at the cooing bundle in his arms. "See what happens when you get two parents who put things off till the last minute?"

"We have been deciding his name since we found out that he was a boy. Okay Ready?"

Michael nodded. "Sure thing--go for it."

Annie tossed the quarter in the air, caught it, and put it on her hand, "Heads."

"Well, welcome to the world, Adam Alexander Dawson." Michael said, gently rocking Adam in his arms.

"Look at that big yawn he has for such a small little boy." Annie said looking at the baby as she sat down

"Little guy is probably tuckered out..." Michael said. "Birth can be an exhausting experience--one that I wouldn't mind repeating again."

Annie smiles, "I cant stop watching him. He's ours. I just realized something."

"What's that?"

Annie looked up at him and kissed him, "I love you. Thank you for giving us a son."

Michael returned her kiss, feeling all the aches and pains of the experience he just went through fade away. "I love you....thank you for saving me."

"I would do it over and over again. We better get some rest before Adam wakes us up."




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